Ruslan and Lyudmila

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(Letter from Russia, No.1) Dear Ruslan, Like the lady Lyudmila, I have learned the art of not being seen. A turn, a flip, a tilt of the wizard’s hat (she knocked it flying off his head in a scuffle,) and … Continue reading →

High Time

Here it is, this moment, which turns out to be At the precise point where reality and Surreality finally meet. Here I Find myself simultaneously fettered And freed to drift upon a new breeze. I am Beginning. That is all. … Continue reading →