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countries: all green like a leaf and the fire that is born on summer days at the root of the eye when they ... I lift the skin of horses with my fingers, the shadow that covers them, and I see the substance of which ... profundity of horses, their fiery resins, their obstinate and inundated timbers. I have seen their inner ...
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Page 42 from Issue 80

of air mile by mile lead on Toward the far green pines of Michoacan. 42 Issue 80 page ... Page 42 from Issue 80 Commutation We glide each morning beyond the green air, The tall trees ... boxcar's rusted coupling: grocery carts: Tires blazoned with great names: old magazines: Ailanthus ...
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The insides of horses

Carlos Castra Saavedra
them, and I see the substance of which they are made, the red nights, the wine that inhabits and lifts ... a gallop is a wave the color of night. Oh the profundity of horses, their fiery resins, their obstinate and ... inundated timbers. I have seen their inner countries: all green like a leaf and the fire that is born on ...
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Page 120 from Issue 54

both as individuals and as members of society, and the world in which we live: "whether it be ... dimensions of life are the dimensions of music. The sound of a growing plant, fire burning through pine ... cones, water lapping inside a conch shell as he tilts it back and forth-when entered into, heard, these ...
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Page 516 from Issue 107-108

puts it). "They [the novels] seem old-fashioned," writes David Huddle. "Law­ ... a daunting proposition," says Dale Peck. "Often I just can't do it, and when 1 do ... argument which runs through the correspondence like a debate. The other extreme position regards Lawrence ...
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Page 172 from Issue 133

large to encircle with my arms, bear the streaks of old fire scars, perhaps a hundred years old. The ... Page 172 from Issue 133 ended 570 million years ago, an incomprehensible time span which be­ comes ... accumulates in the crevices of rocks. Up­ rooted decaying hemlocks host their own plethora of new growth. If ...
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The absence of covers, part 2

Matt Wood
the ease with which we can share our cultural tastes online makes it easier than ever to flirt: [I]n ... The Arcade Fire and arty photos of Graceland. Likewise, I can see that my friend Matthew is really ... into Josh Ritter and my old roommate's ex-boyfriend is reading a Bruce Chatwin novel—and I can ...
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Page 141 from Issue 58

Fall 1983
the pine resins, dead animals and reptiles filled the evening air. The bamboo grove above the shore ... "Wasn't the snake man's seed she carried every year born dead long before its maturity?" ... next. By the time they reached the back of the last steep Dragon Head, it was already growing too dark ...
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Page 590 from Issue 28

noticeable. Their snouts are cone-shaped, which gives them a simple-minded look. The fingers on their paws are ... or three stories down and it is only a stone's throw to the Soleil d'Or. The ... Page 590 from Issue 28 in the line from his forehead to his nose was very pronounced, which gave ...
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Page 181 from Issue 48

across the meadow, toward which they were aligning themselves. "Near the far woods is a beaver ... Page 181 from Issue 48 had the.270, and the boy carried an old Winchester.3�30, with open sights. ... Montana, he knew. I'm doing it now, the boy told himself. Reaching the lip of a high meadow, ...

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