The Poem is a Veil
–Frank BidartV E I L,— as if silk that you in fury must thrust repeatedly
high at what the eye, your eye, naked cannot seecatches, clinging to its physiognomy.
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veil
The Poem is a Veil
–Frank BidartV E I L,— as if silk that you in fury must thrust repeatedly
high at what the eye, your eye, naked cannot seecatches, clinging to its physiognomy.