They were two superior eels
at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
They were two superior eels
at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
“Love that is born of Time and comes and goes!
Love that doth hold all noble hearts in fief!
As red leaves follow where the wind hath flown,
So all men follow Love when Love is dead.
O Fate of Wind! O Wind that cannot spare,
But drivest out the Maid, and pourest lees
Of all thy crimson on the wold again,”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: The Yearly Slain”