• Axiom: you are a sea. Your eye- lids curve over chaos My hands where they touch you, create small inhabited islands soon you will be all earth: a known land, a country.

    Margaret Atwood: Axiom: you are a sea. Your eye- lids curve over chaos My hands where they touch you, create small inhabited islands soon you will be all earth: a known land, a country.
    Margaret Atwood (1987). “Selected Poems, 1965-1975”, p.78, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt