Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Thursday 17 December 2020

Another Version*

Our eyes are glass birds
in glass cages.
They cannot fly.
They can see out
unclearly,
and have been trained
not to look inward
lest they become feather-brained.

*of an idea worked on seven years ago
while reading Malaparte's
Kaputt.



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