The Tortoise
Always to want to
go back, to correct
an error, ease a
guilt, see how a friend
is doing. And yet
one doesnt, except
in memory, in
dreams. The land remains
desolate. Always
the feeling is of
terrible slowness
overtaking haste
Cid Corman
Always to want to
go back, to correct
an error, ease a
guilt, see how a friend
is doing. And yet
one doesnt, except
in memory, in
dreams. The land remains
desolate. Always
the feeling is of
terrible slowness
overtaking haste
Cid Corman
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