"What if there were poets for whom the entirety of their poetry was like a frigid pool of silence, descending towards an enchanted diary, locked twice, thrice, a diary unable to be read even by the poets themselves?" - Samuel
https://www.asymptotejournal.com/criticism/kafka-yi-sang-moon-bo-young-poets-of-mirror-hatred-samuel/
https://www.asymptotejournal.com/criticism/kafka-yi-sang-moon-bo-young-poets-of-mirror-hatred-samuel/
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