“Awesome
When I came down from the mountain, I didn’t know
where I had been, what I was coming back to
but I soon found out. Billboards by the roadside
threw colors in my eyes used to none
and I inhaled a waft of broken molecules
that taught me, even wondering at this
to cough and speak the cough that was my name.
Fire, but having lost or left that view,
another fire was promised me though I
be blind until its shining…
And namer of everything since, I named them one.”
—Ryan Orion, Debt is a Force that Gives Us Meaning (1980)
"A killing/ at the heart of all their stories..."
History of American Literature from 1901. Melville’s only mentioned in one sentence–& they misspell his name.
A Brief History of the Canadian Ghazal.
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