“By all the laws of enchantment, I say your wonderful eyes are as cloudless as a mink sweater.”
-But, what do you mean? I’m a darling of a child, what do you mean?-
“That is precisely what I mean: cloudless and amused, like a charioteer abound along a sunset ray, lashing out with her golden whip upon the sensuous back of mid-eve skies.”
-What type of poetry do you profess? Is it absurdity?-
“A type, some type, I haven’t quite explained to myself the nature of the beast.”
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