Sometimes good lines fit so well into their poems that their individual merits go unrecognized. And then, taken out of context, they can lead lives of their own. Here is a start for a collection of such lines.
From Poets.org here are two lines from "Ceriserie" by Joshua Clover:
Mathematics: Everyone rolling dice and flinging Fibonacci, going to the opera, counting everything.
Fire: The number between four and five.
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Friday, October 10, 2014
Taken out of context . . .
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