Sphinx
The seas cling beneath stillness, to earth’s tremor, they lift me,” she spoke, leapt through darkness, but you, across her distance in the silence, nothing above— are not shape but shadow, desire, feathered like hummingbirds. —H.D.
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Sphinx
The seas cling beneath stillness, to earth’s tremor, they lift me,” she spoke, leapt through darkness, but you, across her distance in the silence, nothing above— are not shape but shadow, desire, feathered like hummingbirds. —H.D.