Prayer.
No. You did not pray for things.
Prayers,
like Franklin's key on a kite,
attracted the lightning,
burned at your mind and soul.
— Robert Stone, "Bay of Souls"
Showing posts with label Bay of Souls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bay of Souls. Show all posts
April 4, 2011
June 11, 2010
Married
A soul could be captured
through a shadow. ...
Gil had placed his foot
on Irene's shadow
when he painted her.
And though she tried
to pull away, it was
impossible to tug
that skein of darkness
from under his heel.
— Louise Erdrich, "Shadow Tag"
through a shadow. ...
Gil had placed his foot
on Irene's shadow
when he painted her.
And though she tried
to pull away, it was
impossible to tug
that skein of darkness
from under his heel.
— Louise Erdrich, "Shadow Tag"
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January 3, 2009
Mad
Crouching
like an assassin,
she delivered
calculated,
scalding,
phosphorescent
anger.
-- Robert Stone, "Bay of Souls"
like an assassin,
she delivered
calculated,
scalding,
phosphorescent
anger.
-- Robert Stone, "Bay of Souls"
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