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Little Things

Elle est retrouvée!Quoi? -l’Éternité.C’est la mer alléeAvec le soleil. She is found!What? -Eternity.It’s the sea goneWith the sun. — Arthur Rimbaud Sunsets are routine, often ritualized. Little things, really, repeated daily. I’ve been known for carrying on about such things as the position of the sun relative to where it was in warmer days. Most…

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Schemes and Dreams

“A thousand Dreams within me softly burn:From time to time my heart is like some oakWhose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.” — Arthur Rimbaud, Complete Works We all dream of things beyond the scope of our present situation. It’s human nature to dream, and we tend to collect dreams like books waiting…