Planisphere
Book (italiano):
<p>Breathlike</p> <p>Just as the day could use another hour,<br> I need another idea. Not a concept<br> or a slogan. Something more like a rut<br> made thousands of years ago by one of the first<br> wheels as it rolled along. It never came back<br> to see what it had done, and the rut<br> just stayed there, not thinking of itself<br> or calling attention to itself in any way.<br> Sun baked it. Water stood, or rather sat<br> in it. Wind covered it with dust, then blew it<br> away. Always it was available to itself<br> when it wished to be, which wasn't often.</p> <p>Then there was a cup and ball theory<br> I told you about. A lot of people had left the coast.<br> Squirt conditions obtained. I forgot I overwhelmed you<br> once upon a time, between everybody's sound sleep<br> and waking afterward, trying to piece together<br> what had happened. The rut glimmered<br> through centuries of snow and after.<br> I suppose it was trying to make some point<br> but we never found out about that,<br> having come to know each other years later<br> when our interest in zoning had revived again.</p>
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