Monday, February 20, 2012

51. DESPITE ...

Despite this strange way of swirling, the starlings
cleave through the ambient air at no less rare a speed
and each second make precious, appreciable headway
towards the end of their hardships and the goal of
their pilgrimage. 

{Lautréamont, Les Chants de Maldoror}

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