glorious nothing

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~ Thursday, December 29 ~
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They feel themselves at the center of a powerful
and baffled will. They feel
they are an almost animal,
washed up on the shore of a world—
or huddled against the gate of a garden—
to which they can’t admit they can never be admitted.
— Robert Hass - “Misery and Splendor” (via poetryeater)

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