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50 Eros at the Gym ‘I invited him to the gymnasium with me, and exercised with him there, thinking I might make some progress that way. So he exercised and wrestled with me, often completely on our own, and (needless to say) it got me nowhere at all.’ – Plato, The Symposium My timing is simple: your eyes are wide open as the eucalyptus glistens in the sun and your eyes are closed as you listen to each leaf in its glassy case keeping in mind the idea of sunset as an ordinary thing like moonrise or thirst after the taste of anchovy and when your eyes are open again it is Socrates three feet away about to strike but four months later you will describe in your own words someone bitten by an adder in the worst possible place in a heart or soul somewhere dark and moist one summer evening shelling broad beans from their beds ...

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