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From Margaret Atwood:

November 20, 2015

Somebody’s grandmother glides through the bracken,
in widow’s black and graceful
and sharp as ever: see how her eyes glitter!

Who were you when you were a snake?

– From “Metempsychosis”

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  1. November 20, 2015 2:19 am

    Oh, I just adore her! Just perfect start of my day! Thank you 🙂

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