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LITURGY II (ENGLISHING ROBERT MARTEAU)


12 (in a sequence of twelve) The oak has fallen into the middle of the blackberry bushes, Bearers of ripe fruit.  It groans along its whole length, Maimed, its crown in disorder, its trunk Like a dead beast abandoned to … Continue reading

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LITURGY II (ENGLISHING ROBERT MARTEAU)


11 (in a sequence of twelve) Everywhere each thing had its color.  The earth Was God’s gift: a cube in the sphere Turned by angels; the garden which the gods Wished to live in.  Each mouth retold This fable as … Continue reading

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Liturgy II (Englishing Robert Marteau)


10 (tenth in a sequence of twelve) A nuthatch seems to undo stitches.  A year-old roebuck Snarls, corralling his does; then the herd Skirts around me by way of the spruce grove; and flees, Their hurry half-opening the green shade … Continue reading

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Liturgy II (Englishing Robert Marteau)


9 (ninth in a sequence of twelve) The sun resembles a paper lantern Hung in a sky among stains of Chinese ink. Now in the House of Virgo, the sun ripens The grapes and, with a sun-beam, casts light on … Continue reading

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Englishing de la Rochefoucauld (The Art of Conversation)


Maxim 139. One of the reasons why you find so few people who can carry on a rational and pleasing conversation is that there is hardly anyone who doesn’t think more about what he wants to say than about answering … Continue reading

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