Finding the Rhythm of the Words

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When I set out to print this Milton Acorn passage that I typeset yesterday , something felt off, and I realized that although it wasn’t a poem, it was kind of a poem, and deserved to be set such that the words found their rhythm, so I pulled apart the forme and rearranged the lines. I love it so much more.

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