Kara Swisher @karaswisher
For she was the maker of the song she sang. The ever-hooded, tragic-gestured sea Was merely a place by which she walked to sing. Whose spirit is this? we said, because we knew it was the spirit that we sought and knew that we should ask this often as she sang. —Wallace Stevens https://t.co/bE3Odb7Bip — PolitiTweet.org
