“…and because the light will enlarge your days, your dreams at night will be as strange as the jars of octopus you saw once in a fisherman’s boat under the summer moon…”
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Robert Hass
“Late Spring,” in A Book of Luminous Things: An International Anthology of Poetry (New York: Harcourt Bracy & Company), 27.buy on Amazon
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