O gush of bushfire, O quintuple denim sea, sun pressing like a button on us all,O moon mirabilis, unmirrorable mirrorball, O, you, most bottomless of wholes,O arch as high as Maslow’s hierarchy, O I-wide eye, surround-soundness ofoh what’s happened this time, yet O timeless bigtime, day that lasts forever and a day,O, you, beforehand of […]

Original source: https://www.nybooks.com/articles/2024/03/07/after-mechthild-of-magdeburg-camille-ralphs/