JENNY SCHWARTZ on Living the Writing Life
08 April 2010
The traveller, eating at street stalls and back room tables,
acquires history as it falls
in atoms through entropic bodies.
Shakespeare's tongue, Borgia fingers,
the heart of Tamerlane
are now a single woman
quiet in her transience.
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