“Infinite rain of chalk”
“An infinite Resignedness Rains where the white Mists opalesce In the moon-shower...”
“At this moment, you are seamlessly flowing with the cosmos. There is no difference between your breathing and the breathing of the rain forest, between your bloodstream and the world’s rivers, between your bones and the chalk cliffs of Dover.”
“The monsoon came, six monthsof infinite rain. The towns I once knewwere wiped clean,and everyone said it was Godrevising his poem.”
“Chalk one up to ingenuity.”
“we are a scene chalked out with the sick white brush of age”