Thursday, April 10


I think also finally
Of the silk-noise, solitary, subtle
Of a fire creating a whole room
By a self-devouring.
It speaks to itself.
Or, almost for its own sake,
It speaks to me.

-- Paul Valéry
Translated by Hilary Corke

(Quoted by Heather McHugh in Broken English: Poetry and Partiality)