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kaberettI mean, I'm struggling with his epics - I don't think I've really got the attention span or patience for epic poetry at the moment - but:
(And of course the joy of the epic is that the other page I want to quote is so glorious precisely because it is tied up in referents both forwards and backwards, and to give you enough context to appreciate its marvel would be to copy the whole thing out, so -- maybe I have more patience and appreciation than I'd realised.)
his mind was cracking like the friable earth,
and in each chasm,
sprung nettles like the hands of certain friendships.
(And of course the joy of the epic is that the other page I want to quote is so glorious precisely because it is tied up in referents both forwards and backwards, and to give you enough context to appreciate its marvel would be to copy the whole thing out, so -- maybe I have more patience and appreciation than I'd realised.)