Today I have been reading “1 = 1” by Anne Carson
It’s a wonderful text, you’ll find it in THE NEW YORKER – and here are just a few lines for you:
Imagine how many pools, ponds, lakes, bays, streams, stretches of swimmable shore there are in the world right now, probably half of them empty of swimmers, by reason of night or negligence. Empty, still, perfect. What a waste, what an extravagance—why not make oneself accountable to that? Why not swim in all of them?
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