Know by the words here mingled
What love hath made my heart his stead,
Glowing like flame beneath thin jade.
“They say it’s flat as sea level and, so far as the eye can tell, it sure looks like it — some great, blunt stub of the earth, level as a table, as if the creator had meant to mimic in dirt and pure planes of real estate the dark ascensions and black declinations of space, all His monotonous deep celestials.”
Stanley Elkin | The Rabbi of Lud