The stars clustered in the valley base. And what do you learn
of humanity? Nothing
(humanitas non solo stet) and what do you learn of the world?
The world shrinks as the population increases, and the known
inflates, and the hiss when
the sun goes down into the sea is no longer heard. Whose mind
was tensed between star
and sea, under the mountain,within modest terms and knowable truth.
created a typeface. Whose darkness is born into our best dreams,
where zero is an
aperture of hope.
Live in tedium, of course, sheltered by dream. Sheltered from
earth figures and their
brilliant despair, making the trade routes glitter at night.