“Yet a mysterious gate lay open within her shadow; and all my flesh was aware of black pathways and hovels and the silence one observes when the dead are near.”

“A star shoots bleeding across the skyline, a companion to the black wind. Silence comes sweeping across everything.”

“Tonight the thoughts of the dead are turning back to the earth.”

“My wound existed before; I was born to embody it.”

“An immense body, encircling my delirium, a body made of wind and sunlight, crouching and stretching, encompassed the existence of the slightest human echo.”

“I gazed upon the earth and saw that a body, in its tender faithlessness, had located it in the sky. A splendid scarf of blood, looming above the abyss.”

“Now the night's breath responds to the sea, which I can scarcely hear from here, as it reminisces about its shipwrecks.”