Bigrammatology - I
the word in the pool, dry
concrete, brown edged, and
the children in the
middle, not refracted, by
grey stone. the poetry does
not matter we must be still, and the time
of milking and
the hope are all in the
winter gaslight. the inner freedom
from the beginning were always there
before the beginning and after the
end and to make a beginning. the sea howl and the
children in the rigging and the
bell of the thrush? into
our first world. there they
were, dignified, invisible
concrete, brown edged, and
the children in the
middle, not refracted, by
grey stone. the poetry does
not matter we must be still, and the time
of milking and
the hope are all in the
winter gaslight. the inner freedom
from the beginning were always there
before the beginning and after the
end and to make a beginning. the sea howl and the
children in the rigging and the
bell of the thrush? into
our first world. there they
were, dignified, invisible
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