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You take a kitchen-mallet
and a knife
and hit
the right spot, so it doesn't jerk, for
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Fish
always accurately know where to move and when,
and likewise
birds have an accurate built-in time sense
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Given an old woman and given a barrow.
I.e. the system old woman O and barrow B.
The system is moving from the paved yard Y to the corner C,
from the corner C to the Stone S, from the stone S
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To think I might have been dead,
he said to himself, ashamed, as if this were
a curse of the heart, raising a bundle of bones
...
On the express train to Vienna
she writes in her diary
notes about Rome and Naples.
...
The bird had come to the very end of its song
and the tree was dissolving under its claws.
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Brief reflection on killing the Christmas carp
You take a kitchen-mallet
and a knife
and hit
the right spot, so it doesn't jerk, for
jerking means only complications and reduces profit.
And the watchers already narrow their eyes, already admire the
dexterity,
already reach for their purses. And paper is ready
for wrapping it up. And smoke rises from chimneys.
And Christmas peers from windows, creeps along the ground
and splashes in barrels.
Such is the law of happiness.
I am just wondering if the carp is the right creature.
A far better creature surely would be one
which—stretched out—held flat—pinned down—
would turn its blue eye
on the mallet, the knife, the purse, the paper,
the watchers and the chimneys
and Christmas,
And quickly
say something. For instance
These are my happiest days; these are my golden days.
Or
The starry sky above me and the moral law within me,
Or
And yet it moves.
Or at least
Hallelujah!
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