But here I hold your dream in my poem.

clarity need not be equivalent to / readability. How readable is the world?

Metaphor is ritual sacrifice. It kills the look-alike. No, metaphor is homeopathy.

Carried by light, images remain while sensation is so evanescent as to be always beyond belief.

The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won't.

We are all full of discourses that we only half understand and half mean.

I know you by your willingness.