Louis MacNeice

The second stanza

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.

It’s the mid section between the end of the first stanza “World is suddener than we fancy it” and the end of the last “On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands— / There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.” It is us in between and between us.

And so for day 2828

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