Hundreds of his small porcelain pots are meticulously arranged in vitrines with a very particular syncopated rhythm. The ever-changing space between them is as important in his work as the moments of silence between the words of a poem.
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I've vanquished the flab in my bookshelves, oiled the joints on my bifocal sunglasses, and bulked up the piles of new reading material.
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