“Now Borluut was seeing it from close to. And to its very end, it seemed, from the way the line of the horizon merged into the infinite. It was bare. Not one ship. It ground out a dirge, in a… — Georges Rodenbach Copy Share Image
“Breaking from the universe, like waves spilling, plunging and surging against a shore, we crash with life and vigor, scrape and scour, spit beaches and eat land, polish stone, glass and driftwood of splintered dreams, uncover and bury bleached bones… — Jeffrey A. White Copy Share Image
