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DAYS OF JUNE '41 The new moon came out over Alexandria with the old moon in her arms while we were walking towards the Gate of the Sun* in the heart's darkness—three friends. Who wants to bathe in the waters of Proteus now? We looked for metamorphosis in our youth with desires that played like big fish in seas suddenly shrinking; we believed in the body's omnipotence. And now the new moon has come out embracing the old; and the beautiful island bleeding, wounded; the calm island—the strong, the innocent island. And the bodies like broken branches, like roots uprooted. Our thirst a guard on horseback turned to marble at the dark Gate of the Sun— he doesn't know how to ask for anything: he stands guard exiled somewhere around here near the tomb of Alexander the Great. Crete, Alexandria, South Africa, May-Sept. '41 141 ...


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