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Artemis

 

‘She has heard the death-cry of the hare… She has looked through the bloody spy-hole. What will she do now?
Can she forgive the death-cry, inaudible to man, of the unborn?’
Artemis.

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The fish-eye terror: death is bundling him up, like a mother swaddling a child. Agamemnon

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‘The whole army saw them kill the pregnant hare.’

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They saw the black bird and the white bird that had brought them promise of victory rip the hare’s womb and drag from it the living unborn tenants. Artemis.

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‘I am the man to tell this tale. Old age takes away everything except for a few words the gods have tested, for the eye that opens towards the grave sees the core of things and is prophetic.’

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