XVIII
Fires
Burn in my heart.
No smoke rises.
No one knows.
—Kenneth Rexroth
—from “The Love Poems of Marichiko”
XVIII
Fires
Burn in my heart.
No smoke rises.
No one knows.
—Kenneth Rexroth
—from “The Love Poems of Marichiko”
catarrh /kə-TAR/. noun. An inflammation of the nose or throat; the mucus formed from such an inflammation. From Greek katarrhein (to flow down), from kata- (down) + rhein (to flow). See also catarrhal, catarrhous, and the partially derived catarrhine, used to describe the narrow space between the nostrils of some primates, from kata- + rhinos (nose).
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