An old bitch gone in the teeth, a botched human being, an icon of modernism.
"I spoil everything I touch. I have always blundered ... All my life I believed I knew nothing, yes, knew nothing. And so words became devoid of meaning."
I have tried to write Paradise
Do not move
Let the wind speak.
that is paradise.
Let the Gods forgive what I
have made
Let those I love try to forgive
what I have made.
Ezra Loomis Pound
Nothing more to say;
Listening to the wind.
Stephen
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