'The only thing incredible in Defoe is that he wrote all that he wrote." --Th* Ag* of Louis XIV
"Gibbous Psalm
In dreams I wander free, exile no more;
In Djuna's arms I lie, exile no more.
When I meet those who speak my inner language
Our slant is understood, exile no more.
Far from the crush of cities I dismount
To dance beside a fire, exile no more.
My poem silently hurls through interstellar
Space to find its mark: exile no more.
Before I've had my coffee yet I reach
And grasp with left hand first--exile no more."
--Mustapha Mond
3xodus.
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