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Vellum; Forgetting; In Act V, Lear Attempts a Sonnet

Vellum   It must have been the word that drew me, The resonance, I mean, how the final hum Lifts off the page, as slow as a page turning,   Shushing street noises the way a matron Might hold a finger to her lips, walking over To two seated under a stained-glass window.   It […]

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