Sunday, May 22, 2011

Don't turn. Don't look.

Euridice: Remember: so long I've not escaped the Dark--
I'll remain worse than a dragon.
Yet I'll become as I once was -
When my breast (unaccustomed, now only with pain) again heaves.
It seems we're near; it seems I can hear
The wind and the sea.
-from "Orpheus," Elena Shvarts (1982)

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