In our obscure life, for instance, how easy it is to turn from the masters falling into the sea. No doubt they were amazing— the whiteness of their legs in the green water!— but it is not an important failure. The living eat a cold peach delicious from the refrigerator or cleanse the… 

Poetry 365: Ordinary Evening, Ed Ochester

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