Date: Sun, 9 Sep 2001 18:12:21 -0400 (EDT)




But now I am afraid. The signs pursue me and I pursue
them patiently. They are bent on
destroying me. Didn't I see, on my way to court, seven
sailors on the terrace of a cafe,
questioning the stars through seven mugs of light beer
as they sat around a table that perhaps
turned; then, a messenger boy on a bicycle who was
carrying a message from god to god, holding
between his teeth, by the metal handle, a round,
lighted lantern, the flame of which, as it
reddened his face, also heated it? So pure a marvel
that he was unaware of being a marvel.
Circles and globes haunt me: oranges, Japanese
billiard balls, Venetian lanterns, jugglers'
hoops, the round ball of the goalkeeper who wears a
jersey. I shall have to establish, to
regulate, a whole internal astronomy. 

                                                     
--from Our Lady of the Flowers 

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