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 “A fragment, like a miniature work of art, has to be entirely isolated from the surrounding world and be complete in itself like a porcupine.”  Friedrich von Schlegel 

Slyphs are literary loners, set apart from the world because they’re worlds unto themselves. They’re like porcupines, bristling with prickly philosophical spine. Rub them the wrong way and you’re in for a surprise.

"just talking and joking

with those we reach

but can never touch

the nothing that can hurt us

how lovely and terrible

and lonely is this."   Les Murray