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Artist’s book
Artist’s book
There is a god who tends / the empty corners of public places / the spaces where no one goes…
Sempre caro mi fu quest’ermo colle,
/ e questa siepe, che da tanta parte
/ dell’ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.
/ Ma sedendo…
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
/ And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
/ Nine…