“Where’s the water of disappeared rivers?” –Etel Adnan, Sea and Fog * “the morning couldn’t find space to bring its light across to the other side on the riverbank stones one by one open their eyes” –Phoebe Giannisi, “Stones,” translated
“Where’s the water of disappeared rivers?” –Etel Adnan, Sea and Fog * “the morning couldn’t find space to bring its light across to the other side on the riverbank stones one by one open their eyes” –Phoebe Giannisi, “Stones,” translated
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