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She had no earthly reason to reenact those wrongs to which her Father and her masters had subjected her; yet, she did just that. And when her transformation was complete, She flew off not to seek her father’s house—for she knew it to be ruined— But to seek a place that would in ways Approximate that prison. What brought her to my father’s house, I do not know. No place is there less prison-like Than this; the rooms are few and small, But all are cool and quiet-clean, uncluttered and at all times brightly lit.
That’s what I Long for. To live in the midst of the physical, the visceral, Untroubled by the crush Of want—  6 We Cannot Love the World as It Is We cannot love the world as it is, Because the world, as it is, is impossible to love. We have only to lust for it— To lust for each other in it— And, somehow, to make that suffice.  7 Revisited No, somehow to make that sacrifice.  8 The Goddess of the Parking Lot Maybe it was Ceres I saw that day, Moving across that parking lot in breeze-blown blooms of red, flocked, cloth and not just some woman who was A credit to her dress.
And the clouds this morning! Moving like a herd of curtains across a pasture of blue glass— It would be a relief; no, it would be A release— Not just from something, but into something, Into the midst of something: a day endowed with summer’s Jungled lushness but lacking its lust— Yes—, a lack of lust! That’s what I Long for. To live in the midst of the physical, the visceral, Untroubled by the crush Of want—  6 We Cannot Love the World as It Is We cannot love the world as it is, Because the world, as it is, is impossible to love.