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On October 27
'As if by miracle The Grid manages to conjure a body for the grid in the name of Alice Kober
with each separation making space for new entanglements
Poetry asks this question
Night Train Scorpionic Sun On October 27A. L. Snijders (trans. Lydia Davis) This morning at 11: 30, in the full sun, I go up into the hayloft where I haven't been for years. I climb over boxes and shelving, and open the door. A frightened owl flies straight at me, dead quiet, as quiet as a shadow can fly, I look into his eyes he's a large owl, it's not strange that I'm frightened too, we frighten each other. I myself thought that owls never move in the daytime. What the owl thinks about me,
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