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Litterateur redefining world December 2020

EVIL IS EVERYWHERE TO BE
SEEN THERE IS NO
REST FROM IT
THE POWER OF DEATH
MULTIPLIES
THERE IS NO
“LIFE”—
And just when I might have reproached myself—It was Lucienne’s thoughts, her
mental attitudes, the plenitude of her being which I encountered. Not one of my
kisses went astray.
estranged from that —much can be said—differently—
All these are promises made at a certain time (yet broken) to Love, which
stands, wavering in a doorway, speaking words which I can neither hear nor—
love,

you are endless, sorrowful—
everything
in nature became fragmented before him—
“Gae hame, gae hame, good brother John, An tell your sister Sarah”
“she found him drowned In Yarrow”
fuck you, man To think of this again: think: forty years ago
there: my face in the mirror—
the “hermeneutical situation”—
for “the letter killeth but the spirit”—the breath—
as the wind turns them (leaves)
they seem to say
“good-bye”—
soil—
bridge—

stone—
“Auld Ireland is calling”
Thousands of Madrid residents protested President Reagan’s visit to Spain last
night by banging on pots and pans and turning off their house lights—
I tied my drum to the top of my lance—
farewell
farewell my sweet my
g’bye, love,
dark one, daughter— endlessly
blond dark fair sweet bitter mild soft harsh fiery

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