<tate's "entries"> 2006-08-16.2:36 p.m. Entries James Tate When I think no thing is like any other thing I become speechless, cold, my body turns silver and water runs off me. There I am ten feet from myself, possessor of nothing, uncomprehending of even the simplest particle of dust. But when I say, You are like a swamp animal during an eclipse, I am happy, full of wisdom, loved by children and old men alike. I am sorry if this confuses you. During an eclipse the swamp animal acts as though day were night, drinking when he should be sleeping, etc. This is why men stay up all night writing to you. back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad