KEN WAINIO – LETTERS FROM RIMBAUD
… vessels on the bay carry raving gargoes of starlight out to sea waves snap their fingers and bring webs of fog to the heart which has missed its target the night discovers who it is stole the darts of the sky and flung them in the sea … pg. 45 ΔΕΛΕΑΡ ΠΕΡΙΟΔΟΣ Α’ ΤΕΥΧΟΣ…