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This poem is taken from PN Review 251, Volume 46 Number 3, January - February 2020.

Bright Wings and other poems Beverley Bie Brahic
Bright Wings

‘Space, in all directions, can be distinguished into parts
whose common boundaries
We usually call surfaces;
And these surfaces can be distinguished into parts
whose common boundaries
We usually call lines;
And these lines can be distinguished into parts we call points.

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills…

‘Hence surfaces do not have depth, nor lines breadth,
nor points dimension,
Unless you say coterminous spaces penetrate each other
As far as the depth of the surface between them,
namely what I have said to be
The boundary of both or the common limit;
And the same applies to lines and points.
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