Jasmine


	touch worry method think radio Connecticut Reach contained domesticity children here wheel boat key death outside the mere tricks waits eve sequence thumbnail don't saints once syntactical healing geode Dresden cellars		If what's said of contemplation in any sense is true, some monastic whose name we do not know but who lives in us could have sung the Gloria that plays now on the radio. The sweet choking fragrance that comes from the Jasmine taken in over the winter and blooming on the counter would have seemed a miracle had it wafted over him or her in an icy chapel stall. It is a miracle still, she says, conventionally enough but true nonetheless. x \| & \| <