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| The Annunciation El Greco (1590-1603) |
Even if I don't see it again -- nor even feel it
I know it is -- and that if once it hailed me
it ever does --
And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction
not as towards a place, but it was a tilting
within myself.
as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where
it isn't -- I was blinded like that -- an swam
in what shone at me
only able to endure it by being no one and so
specifically myself I thought I'd die
from being loved like that.
-- Marie Howe
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