Kara Swisher @karaswisher
“And when she sang, the sea, Whatever self it had, became the self That was her song, for she was the maker. Then we, As we beheld her striding there alone, Knew that there never was a world for her Except the one she sang and, singing, made.”(Wallace Stevens) https://t.co/Kz9X9UnNA6 — PolitiTweet.org
