"Good morning from Marcus Aurelius:
'Imagine everyone who feels hurt or dissatisfied is a pig kicking and squealing while being sacrificed on an altar. Anyone who lies in bed lamenting, mentally, his various entanglements is also a squealing pig.' " (10.28)
--@poochigian
Symmetrical moon in a symmetrical rain.
"The Tryst
In the early evening rain
I leave the vault
and walk into the city
of lamentations, and stand.
I think it is September, September.
Where are you, Josephine?
It is one minute until you must appear,
draped in a grass-green serape,
shorter than most people,
more beautiful, baleful…
pressing a hand to my forehead,
slipping into my famished pocket
the elixir, the silver needle."
--James Tate via @CarolineBirdUK
Experimentation with One-Word Haiku. (via @ericcoliu)
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