by Abraham Ibn Ezra: If I started selling candles, / the sun would never go down.
from the Book of Minutes It could just be this. It could be God goes around pouring salt into human beings, trying to determine their saturation point, the line above which they can no longer tolerate any more pain and they precipitate to the bottom of the container, suddenly heavy as a sandbag. It could …
Poetry International 20/21
“If I started selling candles…”
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