In the middle of the city stood an enormous clock. The clock contained many parts: gears, springs, cogs, and so on. But in this particular clock, the two most prominent parts were the bell and the pendulum. The pendulum swung every second, and the bell ra

Nothing changes; the moon arcs its mindful lemon eye. . .

The single halter that I have -- a candle, or a torch, though fulgent -- is no solvent to absence. I eat in silence; I take, finally, like some communion wafer, a thought on my tongue, and swallow the cusp of evening.