Love is too indulgent and death is too sad.
It’s time for a new mystery.
Rabbits! Blood!
Animals dabbed on the cave wall!
We can rely on the painted rabbit to teach us about the real rabbit.
And yet—
the real rabbit…
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The moon shines on the gravel road.
Rabbit on the road, rabbit in the sagebrush: more than one rabbit?
Moon, never the same light from night to night: more than one moon?
More than one moon-experience?
Which is the correct one?
Moon, rabbit: You don’t seem to change each other but, then again…
In Japan they tell a story of the rabbit whose job it is to clean the moon. His reason for doing so is obscure.
There exists a netsuke carving of a moon that, upside-down, becomes a rabbit that, upside-down, becomes a moon…
The guardians understand even more than this.
--Sarah Manguso
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