The candle, meanwhile, by the way its rays flicker on the book as it suddenly discharges its original gases urges the reader on–then bends over onto its plate and drowns in what has always fed it.
translated by Robert Bly
The candle, meanwhile, by the way its rays flicker on the book as it suddenly discharges its original gases urges the reader on–then bends over onto its plate and drowns in what has always fed it.
translated by Robert Bly
poetry by Robert Ford
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