more myself than i am
"Come to the garden, you said,
and I went, hearing my voice inside
your throat. It was a way of self-forgetting.
Or it was a way of facing self,
I did not know."
and I went, hearing my voice inside
your throat. It was a way of self-forgetting.
Or it was a way of facing self,
I did not know."
- Henri Cole, from “Powdered Milk,” Middle Earth
(Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2004)
