orna Goodison's “Quicksilver” starts: “Lost at the halfway; you were in search of a sign.” This might be the opening of an anecdote about a tourist in a confusing foreign city—or it might be a free translation of the first line of Dante's . The poem tacks between these two possibilities, relating a simple anecdote
A Quicksilver Maker
Sep 01, 2023
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