“The Disconsolate Chimera” / Memorable Fancies #1448

[“The loud lament of the disconsolate chimera.” – Eliot]

“He’s part…” something, they say about me, naming a few mammals or electronic components, “and part…” something else, and then something else again.

No. I am neither this nor that, nor parts of this or that; I am a new thing in the world, singular and all myself.

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