'[T]he drawing of this Love'
"And any action
Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start. [ . . . ] The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree Are of equal duration." For the first time, perhaps, one comes upon a poetry where
"Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,
Every poem an epitaph." a rare phenom
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