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I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body
on the black current of a tarmac road
And so he sailed the wine-dark sea
I remember when it was me who made you want to take over the world and enslave humanity
Ezra Pound
The stars stood still and naked
Horses give you confidence
notes written by hand
I am writing you at dawn, on a train headed west, a farewell letter to be mailed at the first transfer station, before I head off into parts unknown.
August 29, 2006
The Universals of Culture
A Love Before Time
Omnilinguist
I was supposed to be dead when this picture was taken
Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
House of Bishops
England, Half English
Closer and closer to the source of all rays of light
The Book of King Arthur and His Noble Knights of the Round Table
Living in Silence
Valentine
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