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Sunday, April 12, 2020
Friday, January 3, 2020
Of Machines and Men
It was a moment such as this that led me to write the opening line of the sestina. Lying on my back in the middle of a blazing afternoon, I listen to my own breathing as the sound of mechanical blades slicing through the air fills my ear. When I made you guess what it is, its actual answer was one farthest from your mind.
As the surrounding air is being sucked into this same machine, the movement...
