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THE AIR
Saturday, 20 December 2014 @ 00:33 {0} //
Out of the airand back again, Nowhere to perch.Towers and half-towers pushed up on the sandstone balancing fantasy cafes on their corners with fantasy rooftop vistas across the air. Experience:by precept and long habit to avoid if it sits in wait; to evade if it comes on hard. To absorb by osmosis without effort. Observed of an afternoon standing oblique to the crowd in mild catatonia under a bus-stop canopy or in the vast hangar of the rag market sure that among the greasy stalls was the private oracle that would grab, not to be evaded, and give a full sight of the engine that was dropping out grown-up delinquents, derelicts,junk. -Roy Fisher- ๐๐ |
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