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11 The Lover Across the room a woman is talking to someone. Her focus on the other is complete; her eyes Are fixed on the eyes of the one to whom she speaks almost prayerfully, as though with her words She washes the feet of the Beloved, as if her speech is the long hair with which she wipes them dry. The intensity of her gaze, the eloquence of her gestures, make it unimportant that no one stands facing her, That she talks into empty air, that she stares into a wall like someone insane. The tiny cell phone Attached to her ear excuses her, but fails to explain how the greatness of her passion creates a form In the nothingness before her, and how everyone envies the one to whom she is speaking, how all of us Desire to be the one thus re-created. ...

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