Intriguing Discoveries.


   "The Violent Season"

We have had one extremity, you
   have had nothing.
Long swatches of ebony
on the beryl catafalque.

Shining wet streets, glides the frith
of a complicated sonnet.
Ferry to Altair,
from the smokestacks pours olibanum.


The heresy of Unorthodox Openings (in chess) is not so much that "control of the center" doesn't matter, so much as it is that there is no such thing as a losing first move. (A metaphor.)


Hot Thrills and Warm Chills.