By Anis Shivani
What remains but to leave it to the dead to
determine for themselves? The smallest
donation thankfully received, it is the design
that sells the cloth. The laureate is his own
daimon, that which Mrs. Meynell has well
called the dailiness of life. Dear Chloe, in my
way there are many stones of the Morse alpha-
bet, being now daunted by time. On the nigh-
naked tree some voice in the management of
their own affairs: O what a mask was there,
what a disguise! Instances of displacement of
leaves, her total length is 320 feet, this hardly
seems to be an ironic distancing. Between this
and the next lesson shoot a hole in his spine.
Anis Shivani’s recent books include Soraya: Sonnets, Whatever Speaks on Behalf of Hashish: Poems, My Tranquil War and Other Poems, The Fifth Lash and Other Stories, Anatolia and Other Stories, and the novel Karachi Raj. Poetry, fiction, and criticism appear in the Yale Review, Georgia Review, Boston Review, Threepenny Review, Antioch Review, Black Warrior Review, Iowa Review, Volt, Epoch, AGNI, Fence, Denver Quarterly, Prairie Schooner, Subtropics, New Letters, and other journals. The novel A History of the Cat in Nine Chapters or Less is forthcoming in 2016, as is a book of criticism called Both Sides of the Divide: Observing the Sublime and the Mundane in Contemporary Writing.
