My wide hips raised two warriors from sweat & clay, blood sonata & birth cry. I said anger & avarice, & they called themselves Cain & Abel. I said gold, & they opened up the earth. I said love, & they ventured east & west, south & north. I said evil, &...

“…do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou has not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!” — John Keats from Ode on a Grecian Urn In Memoriam — Kathleen Thompson Kathleen Thompson of Michael R. Thompson Rare Books worked for several Los Angeles antiquarian booksellers,...