I had lives before this, stemsof a spray of flowers: they becameone thing, held by a ribbon at the center, a ribbonvisible under the hand. Above the hand, the branching future, stems ending in flowers. And the gripped fist—that would be the self in the present.from ‘Formaggio’ in ‘Vita Nova
-Louise Glück
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