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How I Solved the Library of Babel.

“For ours is a most fictile world; and man is the most fingent plastic of creatures.” —Carlyle

The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll.

"O (Only two vowels, alternating)

Long I trod, dislodging rocks,
blind on Io’s wilds….

Now I hold
this cosmic god,
this fossil of iron;
this lost lion
with torn wings:

Now,
I hold
Io’s sphinx."

—@anthonyetherin.bsky.social

Spirits Summoned West.