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1 " Summer Nocturne"Let us love this distance, since thosewho do not love each other arenot seperaated. --Simone WeilNight without you, and the dog barking at the silence,no doubt at what's in the silence,a deer perhaps pruning the rhododendronor that racoon with its brilliant fingerstesting the garbage can lid by the shed.Night I've chosen a book to help me thinkabout the long that's in longing, "the space acrosswhich desire reaches." Night that finally needs musicto quiet the dog and whatever enormous animalnight itself is, appetite without limit.Since I seem to want to be hurt a little,it's Stan Getz and "It Never Entered My Mind,"and to back him up Johnnie Walker Blackcoming down now from the cabinet to singof its twelve lonely years in the dark.Night of small revelations, night of odd comfort.Starting to love this distance.Starting to feel how present you are in it. "
― Stephen Dunn , Everything Else in the World: Poems
2 " Each of them used the same words, like people who’ve been trained in sales, and as they moved to their Miatas and Audis I noted the bare shoulders of their women were the barest shoulders I’d ever seen, as if they needed only the night as a shawl. "