Things I've noticed lately. I like the word, notice.
One of Jim's students wrote him a week ago:
Dear Professor. I just noticed I received a D.
He just happened to notice.
And in the noticing, no doubt, he wished he could no longer notice.
But still, he is only noticing.
As if he is a mere observer. Even a distant observer.
And the D is like a bird that landed on his windowsill.
Who can say why? Or know how some things land as they land.
The Papers of Victoria Frankenstein, II (82)
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