Skip to content
from the July 2007 issue: The Russians are Coming

Quasi Sonnet

There is nothing that leads to nothing.
Even to sit in a room, quiet and nude
as Blaise Pascal, will have some effect

on Tanzania maybe, or on New Guinea,
just as the beating wings of a lepidopter—
according to the proverb about butterflies in Peru—

could incite a tidal wave in Shanghai,
or knock down an Iraqi helicopter.

And so we become ourselves, hypocrite lecteur,
at the very least accomplices, you and I.

July 2007
The Russians are Coming
Like what you read? Help WWB bring you the best new writing from around the world.