The New Yorker
Poems | September 3, 2012 issue
. . . .
“I remember everything.
I remember nothing.
I remember ancient Greek sparkles like a diamond ring.”
. . . .
See also posts now tagged “One Ring”
and a search in this journal for “Glitter.”
Sunday, May 15, 2016
Fake Eliot
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