Gutted compass

Lost in smoke

Implication of spiraling

At the center, where you’ll find

A vivisected vaunt

Delicate, global

Down to the diorama

Leeward pleaser

Legend has it

My funicular love

The boat cannot go back

Trinket-hour

Original tracery

Whorled clue

Who does not follow, is fallow

Concentric heavenly

Pharmacy:

valerian sweetmeats harem-pants outlandish

Pharmacy:

bluebottle fixative one-way

disappear

Pharmacy:

atmosphere ultratlantique keychain clue

Pharmacy:

ankle-bracelet aphoria lake

halo-effect

A portmanteau

and in

and in every portmanteau

a girl

(she was keeping her own private list of what was beautiful

and what was sublime)

(The girl’s private list of what is beautiful and what is sublime)

Beautiful Sublime

an ant a beetle

pie cake

sex romance

St. Francis Alexander the Great

honesty truth

a bracelet a ring

city country

dissipation ruin

nostalgia hope

I had a pen name by the time I was ten

Who could read the program of the excursion without longing to make one of the party?

What is beauty if not a refuge?

And what are the boasted glories of the illimitable ocean? A tedious waste, a desert of water, as the Arabian calls it.

My head exploded with a glory of disappointment (a hallelujah of self-restraint)

J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais milles ans

The creature didn’t climb back into its shell

The solitary rapture must be disinterested

Isn’t beauty in the eye?

He who has seen one cathedral ten times has seen something; he who has seen ten cathedrals once has seen but little; and he who has spent half an hour in each of a hundred cathedrals has seen nothing at all.

I grew weary of wolfing down madeleines

I shall never see Moscow again as I saw it on that afternoon

Fate or fault?

Donna Stonecipher