Friday, July 19, 2013


"Handwritten notes line a drawer of eggs from a donated private collection. One note, written in a deliberate script in faded brown ink, reads: 'Collected under a clump of grass approximately 3 feet from a pasture road. A.S. Wilson, 1919.' This in a curving, fountain-pen script nobody has anymore. What now of the pasture road? Is it there still; is it a superhighway? The egg, so fragile, and its clump of grass remain after the man and the world he noted so carefully have vanished."

—page 5, from "The Wet Collection," as found in The Wet Collection by Joni Tevis.

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