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Ontological Inscape, Trickery and Love Busy, with an idea for a code, I write signals hurrying from left to right, or right to left, by obscure routes, for my own reason; taking a word like "writes" down tiers of tries until it's secret rites make sense; or until, suddenly, RATS can amazingly and finally become STAR and right to left that small star is mine, for my own liking, to stare its five lucky pins inside out, to store forever kindly, as if it were a star I touched and a miracle I really wrote.
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Ontological Inscape, Trickery and Love Busy, with an idea for a code, I write signals hurrying from left to right, or right to left, by obscure routes, for my own reason; taking a word like "writes" down tiers of tries until it's secret rites make sense; or until, suddenly, RATS can amazingly and finally become STAR and right to left that small star is mine, for my own liking, to stare its five lucky pins inside out, to store forever kindly, as if it were a star I touched and a miracle I really wrote.
Anne Sexton
1928 - 1974/Female/American