I speak of cert…

I speak of certain afternoons in early Fall, waterfalls of immaterial gold, the transformation of this world, when everything loses its body, everything is held in suspense and the light thinks, and each one of us feels himself thought by that reflective light, and for one long moment time dissolves, we are air one more.

-Octavio Paz (I Speak of the City)

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