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Crevice Weeds

Writings—«waifs of many a wreck»—motley and fragmentary writings—sketchy and faulty—failed, perhaps—unconfined—along the borders, upon the thresholds and into the chinks of literature, «as foam that the sea-winds fret»…

Life Pieced Together Among the Ruins: A Fragment

Alessandro Zabini
Life Pieced Together Among the Ruins: A Fragment
Life Pieced Together Among the Ruins: A Fragment

Afar, in dark hotel rooms, alone, and fading sadness, fading shadows—a light sounding wind and no word for beauty, here, nor for hurting, stabbing horror heard here in loneliness, in dark hotel rooms, afar… A sweet girl arow sadly sitting alone, afar—lust longing to cry for blue and keen eyes unvealing illusion, and bad weather coming at evening, a keening lake stirred by a light wind, tents aroused by fading shadows—sitting and talking in shadow—a woman speaks in shadow—a fleeting chance by one's own eyes foretold—a sky, a lake—clouds of lead that cover the lake, and sorrow falling down… Time...

Crevice Weeds

Alessandro Zabini
Crevice Weeds
Crevice Weeds

Writings—«waifs of many a wreck»—motley and fragmentary writings— sketchy and faulty—failed, perhaps—unconfined— along the borders, upon the thresholds, and into the chinks of literature— «as foam that the sea-winds fret»…

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