DARING NOTE
by Octavio Paz
Brave note you advance through a country of snow and wings, between
precipices and peaks where stars sharpen their razors, accompanied
only by the heavy murmur of your velvet tail--where are you
going? Black bird, your beak explodes the rocks. Your veiled
kingdom renders illusory the precarious line between iron and
sunflower, rock and bird, fire and lichen. You tear burning answers
from the heights. The light with its glass necks splits in two, and
your black armor sparkles with pure cold. You are already among
transparencies and your white crest waves in a thousand places at
once, swan drowned in its own whiteness. You settle in the summit
and nail down your lightning. And then, bending over, you kiss the
frozen lips of the crater. It is time to burst in an explosion that
will leave no more trace than a long scar across the sky. You cross
the corridors of music and disappear into a flourish of horns.
(from Eagle or Sun?)
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DEFINITION of Marsha, I, me, self, myself, & etc.: Ever-changing
collection of overlapping, interrelated, inorganic, biological,
social and intellectual, static patterns of value.
The universe is uncaused, like a net of jewels in which each is only
the reflection of all the others in a fantastic interrelated harmony
without end.
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