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No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell I live I am alive.

Hilda Doolittle

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Passionate grave thought, belief enhanced, ritual returned and magic.
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The fallen hazel-nuts, Stripped late of their green sheaths, The grapes, red-purple, Their berries Dripping with wine, Pomegranates already broken, And shrunken fig, And quinces untouched, I bring thee as offering.
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Until it seems the whole city will be covered with gold pollen shaken from the bell-towers, lilies plundered with the weight of massive bees . . .
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Light threatens, is active, is gone, so it is with a song.
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Luminous, unfearful high-priestesses, our fervour shall banish all evil.
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Words were her plague and words were her redemption.
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Dance until the earth dance.
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