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from “Bright Wings”

…What is a man to do in such a moment?
When he knows he’s being fooled by Hericlitean fire and all
those old and hopeful ideas about the moral jewel in beauty?
I mean in this day and age, when no one can get those
equations to hold up anymore?

Posted in Gaspar, Frank, Poetry.

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