Violently calm, he sits in the front seat, splayed with an eerie regality around the chassis. Long tendrils of his fiery hair hang into his eyes, casting prison-bar shadows over them. Lysander is achingly beautiful like this, the fire in his belly burning up, a slow heating of ember before the inferno. For one named…
Tag: poetry
What Is That Book About?
1. It is about the lightness and delicacy poets use to detect the real in Reality— there, while under the weight of the Rolling stones, those sponges of gravity, is the minuscule sound of the tiny grains too small to be affected by the roller smoothing crystal gravel for the seal. 2. The little book…