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Phoenician thunderstorms

A bird flashed by as if mistaken then it

starts. We do not think speed of life.

We do not think why hate Jezebel? We

think who’s that throwing trees against

the house? Jezebel was a Phoenician.

Phoenician thunderstorms are dry and

frightening, they arrive one inside the

other as torqued ellipses.

 

Anne Carson (1950), Thunderstorm Stack

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Uploaded on September 28, 2015
Taken on May 21, 2015