In his garden, Marvell reads “Samson Agonistes”
black
Mr. Lamont Cranston aetatis suae LXXIX
That we may know thy blackness is a spark / Of light inaccessible
Black square: Malevich and his cat take a vacation under the permanently overcast sky of Honolulu
Haply for I am black
Nevertheless, the kernel of light
Oracle
