High Art
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There were feathers and the light that passed through feathers.
There were birds that made the feathers and the sun that made the light.
The feathers of the birds made the air soft…
A Book Said Dream and I Do
by Barbara Ras
They could be birds, these high-flung books. Some of them are pretty, some plain. Some fly fast and high and journey great distances, others never go further than the nearest hedgerow. Most are fairly harmless, though some are scavengers — and some could be considered predatory. Some belong in a Hitchcock film.
There’s a lesson to be learned there. Never underestimate these birds. Never turn your back on them. Some of them bite.
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