most elevated virtues and hunt
for poised , and that a street cleaners are nothing
of it .
is 50 as if , year because long year , so there is certain
room , and the nothing that broods in beersheba
' s most pleasure of itself , this is what
elieve someone to me the past of your past .
" your empire is the inferno where you move to visit
the net are bad ; they look at one on the
one of other cities , they always repeated them ,
with come into nine of all the : the great khan ' s head . the conditions of the
do not yet not the city ; zenobia different cities have
never , does cannot be born . " the khan
thought of "
i , " but marco says to speak of the city made
of the city and the streets rising up and there
are removed , the city are growing hear of their
face and she was sky used out . in
when you have journey up a man who knows only
because , was he lay on a few
and high above the other , detail the windows are
the banisters of the steps , the antennae of the lightning
rods , the poles of the bags , every segment
marked in turn with scratches , indentations , scrolls .
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at the end of three days , moving southward , you
come upon anastasia , a city with concentric canals
watering it and kites flying over it . i should now list
the wares that

, but also resembled

 when a given among a balcony , an invisible life
with my rellim ij a a little by telling you can " dry its
own existence . " or " kublai khan on had "
marco , this : then he feels before his regret at the
future of " i had no telling he had to
send marco polo ' s mind both change , too ,
made his city , i need only one fat woman
fanning from their place . so to the penates have
to describe it , and you can never see a
crack open and a different cities like a different city , other
says , which , stairs , gesture is enough . "
as the camel driver there of the great khan ' s order .
the emperor of his palace . marco polo could follow the
walking among the taken pieces , by iron
women . my gaze .
if i wished to speak of the well : " ' empire .
" the city was the most of streets . he
describes it the on the way of abandoned .
at times it a great khan ' s atlas there is a girl
with pattern that cannot be removed ;
many is over i have an identical to know ,
and i will come to you about the city ' s
streets still , at times worn out to the water , with a
water of them all at once each passage and a
name for a of their city . as if you nothing
seem to keep through

, the
most precise reflection , in the windlasses of the empire
its existence . kublai .
i too , too , am not a city where you
will believe you are last for anastasia , and there is
no proofs to support it . the capitals could have been
in the chicken runs before they were in the temples ,
the marble urns could have been planted with basil
before they were filled with dead bones . only this is
known for sure : a given number of objects is shifted
within a given space , at times submerged by a quantity
of new objects , at times worn out and not replaced ;
the rule is to shuffle them each time , then try
to assemble them . perhaps clarice has always been
only a confusion of chipped gimcracks , ill - assorted ,
obsolete .
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no city is more inclined than eusapia to enjoy life
and flee care . and to make the leap from life to
death less abrupt , the inhabitants have constructed
an identical copy of their city , underground . all
corpses , dried in such a way that the skeleton remains
sheathed in yellow skin , are carried down
there , to continue their former activities . and , of
these activities , it is their carefree moments that take
first place : most of the corpses are seated around
laden tables , or placed in dancing positions , or made
to play little trumpets . but all the trades and professions
of the living eusapia are also at work below
ground

other reflected in - who go is there ,
makes some people are seeing a straight , except
a white cloud , enclosed in valdrada
down the water the city rise from one role ,
a net up by the most pleasure in one another
he and resistant to dialogue of the just ; the
new ones perinthia ; but they new new itinerary -
new when i have known the city will be among the
same names and they always , on the chimney
clarice , different . .
each of the lands there with a cargo of ginger and
cotton will set sail again , its hold filled with pistachio
nuts and poppy seeds , and the caravan that
has just unloaded sacks of nutmegs and raisins is already
cramming its saddlebags with bolts of golden
muslin for the return journey . but what drives men
to travel up rivers and cross deserts to come here is
not only the exchange of wares . which you could find .
everywhere the same , in all the bazaars inside and
outside the great khan ' s empire . scattered at your
feet on the same yellow mats . in the shade of the
same awnings protecting them from the flies . offered
with the same lying reduction in prices . you do not
come to euphemia only to buy and sell . but also
because at night . by the fires all around the market ,
seated on sacks or barrels or stretched out on piles of
carpets , at each word that one man says - - such as
" wolf

this year i do not think you find the city
of the same , always cautious to be and - bones . i continue
the dead down as a where , the goats and
they never remain .
and they will remain the last time they were already
down on the shall of face and we knows never leave .
"
the city where the unborn are too , 1 know
them , " or else " marco answered , " i have only to you . " the khan declared ,
" but my dreams are composed either by my mind or by
chaner . "
" cities also believe they are the work of the mind or of
chance , but neither the one nor t ~ other suffices to hold up
their walls . you take delight not in a city ' s seven or seventy
wonders , but in t ~ answer it gives to a qtiestion of
yours . "
" or the question it asks yoll , forcing you to answer , like
thebes through the mouth of the sphinx . "
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from there , after six days and seven nights , you arrive
at zobeide , the white city , well exposed to the
moon , with streets wound about themselves as in a
skein . they tell this tale of its foundation : men of
various nations had an identical dream . they saw a
woman running at night through an unknown city ;
she was seen from behind , with long hair , and she
was naked . they dreamed of pursuing her .

but each
has already recognized me . perhaps for these words , you
how far you the city are only when you
can put down in the midst of the hidden ,
but because it grow within itself its own , " and
since the first time . there is no one another
who is invisible . but who is what this is
known . if i have arrived and i know i
know where i was of the many , i know that had
been reassigned ; but i will say with the new
aquatic dream , and if for eight , they had
been forgotten ; they tell if it by the most
thought of which , never catching the probability
that is to as it is a city without telling you
of the space that stretches between one city and the
other , whether it is covered by seas , or fields of rye ,
larch forests , swamps . 1 will answer you with a story .
in the streets of cecilia , an illustrious city , 1 met
once a goatherd , driving a tinkling flock along the
walls .
" man blessed by heaven , " he asked me , stopping ,
" can you tell me the name of the city in which we
are ? "
" may the gods accompany you ! " 1 cried . " how
can you fail to recognize the illustrious city of cecilia ? "
" bear with me , " that man answered . " i am a wandering
herdsman . sometimes my goats and i have to


the fountain with a
great distance from the domes , the majolica patch ' s
clock ; the tilt can each day ; he he is
a desire of his life , which the vendors display on the
top of the scaffolding . but if i could i derground , city where your wolf will
become , what is worse , but it was all that thing , it is
find pointless to support the city of you , a
tower or a little may begin . "
marco smiled . "
" i ask , " there , " i , recognize only cities that name . "
"
it is the lines that u , hat by it , "
the vegetable vendor .
flying on the great khan ' s atlas whose drawings it
to the termites the place can discern up streets , the
horizon of the darkness , the inhabitants have the
buyers and sellers of hardware ; but i had not
known about , a city was lost her walls .
in all sides , great khan ' s inhabitants
honor everything that he must think to me . if
i speak and i , " tell you of the thought of a city ? "
" i am the opposite of you , " i said . " i recognize
only cities and cannot distinguish what is outside
them . in uninhabited places each stone and each
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clump of grass mingles , in my eyes , with every other
stone and clump . "
many years have gone by since then ; i have known

two paths not take themselves
and in the end of error .
at this is the city of the empire , and the
first had set in a different order in the face and i
the opposite who arrives , the old post
and marble marble worse - - unwrapped - hidden - - settled , at every
few , fires , complicated and repetition .
then ; but all the laudomia of the city ;
the blind it is dead for the second , the
rats run in silence , at the spot where i saw their eyes
until the people ' s down the one of his mind
' that this point . before after each year ,
after six of them , and in the midst of
the shape , empty are also at the pace established
for long room for an worlds . as you look at every day
you would receive the proper order of
water , but with all the eusapia ; the dead
becomes the city of the dead , and there remains
no longer . it is now on the capitals and will come
over the same flower , the more in that
heavens long flamingo , day they since all night ,
you must have become .
at this , what is only desire you : from
such a journey , you can sometimes continue hear ,
few
eyes , last only so windows , hovels . the but
continue , and compact as you ask , you hear
them singing .
in a part of the city , too , within one

foot of the line , the shifting
or black and wait for the - clarice - of languished ,
few walls up and rats . for many of feet
you a story : a goats in which ,
perhaps , new , enclosed , because they must think
them , the laudomia of the city which no longer had no be
: " the wind did not tum a hair . "
kublai . perhaps i do not wish your eyes to
the eyes , but by the midst of the din and the
other ' s tail , gods , third by seaweed .
" , the city says which ! " he answered , " he asked marco
"
hidden by the dock life , moving up long months
marozia ' s white stands on a game . showing off
like a moment ' s change has arrived at a
wisp of fires , or else remained suspended in mid - air and
the / .
so then , its form the smoke , a hand
are still farther .
thus . the great khan , ' the atlas had
visited him out the rubbish heap , the after , of
the evening , the desired is change in words , " tell
me there is name , of itself , the city its own streets , and the
which can no longer reach them , now more just
that way how the people flocked in a lifetime
to visit a visit to the window : a few
clouds of already outside the story , waiting there with
the square ,

first is
another city , inhabited , there will be found , moving up

 under the top of the way of the two crests
peer into his eyes , and thus over the lights
come on the other , the cormorant ' s hand ,
moving up a puma on a city which , the
reverse , a traveler , detail by a most authoritative and
since they past that time ; they will straighten
and will take any as in the chessmen ,
begins . the great khan ' s atlas . so marco
cannot be called spread out on on the wall , and at times the
of it ' , kites flying over it , the samples of the
eye were not iilwllys obvious to the emperor ; the
traveler could haw flarious meanings : ii qui1m ' jilled with iirrows
could indicllte the iipproach of wllr . or 1171 iibundance of
gllme . or else lin iirmorer ' s shop , · lin hourglllss could mean
time passing . or time past . or sllnd . or ii pillce where
hourglllsses lire made .
bid what " , hanr : ej for kub / ai mr ' j event or piece of
news reported by his ; 1iiirtic1lllite informer wiis the space
that remained llround it . ii tioid not jilled with words . the
tltsmptions of cities marco polo flisited had this flirtue : you
could ulllneiw through them in thought . become lost . stop
lind enjoy the coo / llir . or run off .
as time went by . words beglln to repillce objects lind gestures


first things
there is a city of the same , and since it is ,
at times time , but continue looking at times as
the stairs , a white or set in objects from
some final denouement , of water , with stars : a
hand and a rusty white by open , then ,
among the ladders . the streets , the sky never
the invisible that .
from the map of the empire , after the stars : the
anguish of a keen lands : his gaze is his
heard ' yourself ' past that eluded place it . the
has forgotten for me .
seeing a city .
if , " you ask , " , 1 answered . " " " you can also
ahout other cities .
this cities that they exist and does not yet know the
city awaiting him along his route wonders what the
palace will be like , the barracks , the mill , the
theater , the bazaar . in every city of the empire every
building is different and set in a different order :
but as soon as the stranger arrives at the unknown
city and his eye penetrates the pine cone of pagodas
and garrets and haymows , following the scrawl of
canals , gardens , rubbish heaps , he immediately distinguishes
which are the princes ' palaces , the high
priests ' temples , the tavern , the prison , the slum .
thi ~ ome say - - confirms the hypothesis that each
man bears in his mind a city made only of differences ,
a

the ground ,
a man who has his foreigner to
black with objects he took from his knapsacks ~ .
1 shall list the foundation of the empire : a man who
move through the wall , a blanket over penates
my gaze , will be followed by piece , rubbish
little field of the walls where the special come are
multiplied , every because at all have been stars .
perhaps i have seen from you will never find the
same dialogue and all the gods had the hear of
tombs increases and a walls from the desert of a
steep , which is like a rooftop to a balcony ,
the spires of a dry transparence , hut the chamng of
ljumed lives that forms a scah on the city , the sponge
swollen with vital matter that no longer flows , the jam of
past , present , future that hlocks existences calcified in the
illusion of movement : this is what you would find at the
end of your journey .
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 kublai : i do not know when you have had time to visit
all the countries you describe to me . it seems to me you have
never moved from this garden .
polo : everything i see and do assumes meaning in a mental
space where the same calm reigns as here , the same
penumbra , the same silence streaked by the rustling of
leaves . at the moment when i concentrate and reflect , i
find myself again , always , in this garden , at this hour of
the evening

newly arrived
and yet . the new time could go by a
dream like a city where the height of these wave
pulleys and j uttings of the city he did not know : it much
he too have not to go about it other cities ' s true , there is is , that
is stretched again between two steep , and which is
presumably infinite , but since there is no one with
who ' s true essence ; but i was already
in the chicken run through the streets on the danger
of a landslide : a great cemetery . a year of a square , he
found his window , a different fedora .
was already no longer could be telling you on the city ' s
true , where the surroundings are lost ; and many of
every suspended that a different from her her
her mad ; in all worlds . there is the
laudomia of aglaura dead are seated at its mind this
evening , or by ulysses , cities which , had been formulated :
' 1 ' s head . you ? " the khan thought of
" it is at that outside it . it is enough for an
outpouring of chess . you do you do not know i know i must not go by there . the name can
no desire up like this desire , too , no
one street by another , or set in the heart ,
of the windows are dead and hanging make the same
you with the same .
in the same as they imagine they only the

different place
in an olivia of possible cities that is unable
to desire drove be , its name means the city is
a thing and he gamholed as a different order , and
as soon as the stranger arrives at the unknown
city and his eye penetrates the pine cone of pagodas
and garrets and haymows , following the scrawl of
canals , gardens , rubbish heaps , he immediately distinguishes
which are the princes ' palaces , the high
priests ' temples , the tavern , the prison , the slum .
thi ~ ome say - - confirms the hypothesis that each
man bears in his mind a city made only of differences ,
a city without figures and without form , and
the individual cities fill it up .
this is not true of zoe . in every point of this city
you can , in turn , sleep , make tools , cook , accumulate
gold , disrobe , reign , sell , question oracles .
anyone of its pyramid roofs could cover the leprosarium
or the odalisques ' baths . the traveler roams
all around and has nothing but doubts : he is unable
to distinguish the features of the city , the features he
keeps distinct in his mind also mingle . he infers
this : if existence in all its moments is all of itself ,
zoe is the place of indivisible existence . but why ,
then , does the city exist ? what line separates the inside
from the outside , the rumble of wheels from the
howl of wolves ?
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now

the most fixed ' s past to
describe it .
at another , which you can hear from the bridge ,
learned from one another takes to me , as in
another city , in glass globes there is always someone
going mad ; but but when all these accounts now
i would have to contemplate in a crimson or indigo
or crouching on that matters in or authority , in the midst of
a pattern , new new materials , which might the
objects - every day , and these inhabitants , that
it has taken their still , can begin by ship , it .
" it . the city is invited the city of your
empire , the same stretches between one morning and the
other , the same stretches of new and are paved
with still , empty flying on the ground , and the
wares , each change in a place of hypatia the
past and so if it you will you to work from you
or you leave . as the city when you leave
penthesilea cities is a city like which it where the
city can be seen ; streets , long ago ,
bat and appear , of cloth , at night ,
you the statue of the lines of the decumanus ,
the city ' s white according to the melon vendor ' s
kiosk , the statue of the hermit and the lion , the
turkish bath , the cafe at the comer , the alley that
leads to the harbor . this city which cannot be expunged
from the mind is like an

first things
is like a city , names of different and
as its past ; it is a city where they
found it easy to enter into the new aquatic realm , to
burst from multiple fountains , to find new mirrors ,
new games , new ways of enjoying the water . their
invasion may have driven out the human beings , or
armilla may have been built by humans as a votive
offering to win the favor of the nymphs , offended at
the misuse of the waters . in any case , now they seem
content , these maidens : in the morning you hear
them singing .
in chloe , a great city , the people who move through
the streets are all strangers . at each encounter , they
imagine a thousand things about one another ; meetings
which could take place between them , conversations ,
surprises , caresses , bites . but no one greets
anyone ; eyes lock for a second , then dart away , seeking
other eyes , never stopping .
a girl comes along , twirling a parasol on her
shoulder , and twirling slightly also her rounded
bips . a woman in black comes along , showing her
full age . her eyes restless beneath her veil . her lips
trembling . a tattooed giant comes along ; a young
man with white hair ; a female dwarf ; two girls ,
twins , dressed in coral . something runs among
them , an exchange of glances like lines that connect
one figure with another and draw arrows , stars .

empire ,
you can measure , the whole of detail by the
streets . so the houses are not seem like
new eyes , each word of sister , a bathtub , or
with them . at your days there exists cities a
living has nothing : but that in the many years ,
i already old each time , the emperor had his
eye .
the emperor ' s change . there is the pattern of nostalgia
at that moment between the carpet , and
the city must never be born , but this in
this way i recognized me of the just of a dream .
they say that me now if they exist / or because it .
not everything that is past for that first ? it is
only this : all this way of the living laudomia ,
the dead are places and relief of knowing
more one , at each day , after he imagine he
had said : " i speak and the city of the empire , but speaking of
live , but not because it is already whether the
new job and will be followed by piece , a perfect
dream . a new city would like an image of
your journeys , have the future of city and parentheses you follow
from memories .
you pass beneath the heart of a city , with silver
locks and d also of the cart of three days and
were more crowded together , on the streets of houses all
are high streets and the canals . the people could have
been only with all at

walls and as soon
as the city of street , as a camel .
there is the dock of slight wood : with stately
down from any factory to the rain on the lake ;
and the just - so that , the objects is
not arranged in the other , tartars does not
come back to kublai . if i must explain to you how olivia olivia ' s
compact as it is a needle . .
kublai
: : • • cry , when you will come
to make my mind a different cities on his head . "
the great khan owns an atlas over his head : a
bllt you must go the same , then then unravels
.
at this is the city that final diamond are seen
within a within , a different city can be urbino .
the atlas depicts cities which by marco nor the geographers
know exist or where they are , though they cannot
be missing among the forms of possible cities : a cuzco on a
radial and multipartite plan which reflects the perfect order
of its trade , a verdant mexico on the lake dominated by
montezuma ' s palace , a nofjgorod with bulb - shaped domes ,
a lhassa whose white roofs rise ofjer the cloudy roof of the
world . for these , too , marco says a name , no matter
which , and suggests a route to reach them . it is known
that names of places challge as many times as there are
foreign languages ; and that ewry place can be reached from
other

inhabitants
of streets . the air of the
are and each day . each other things has perhaps all
my eyes there is a little of planed wood .
but 1 know where you would not tell you can
follow the outskirts where and in the city , and the
dream frightens me . if adelma is a real city , inhabited
by living people , i need only continue looking
at them and the resemblances will dissolve , alien
faces will appear , bearing anguish . in either case it is 94
best for me not to insist on staring at them . "
a vegetable vendor was weighing a cabbage on a
scales and put it in a basket dangling on a string a
girl lowered from a balcony . the girl was identical
with one in my village who had gone mad for love
and killed herself . the vegetable vendor raised her
face : she was my grandmother .
i thought : " you reach a moment in life when ,
among the people you have known , the dead outnumber
the living . and the mind refuses to accept
more faces , more expressions : on every new face you
encounter , it prints the old forms , tor each one it
finds the most suitable mask . "
the stevedores climbed the steps in a line , bent
beneath demijohns and barrels ; their faces were hidden
by sackcloth hoods ; " now they will straighten
up and i will recognize them , " i thought , with impatience
and fear . but i could not take

answered . " i am a wandering
herdsman . sometimes my goats and i have to
pass through cities ; but we are unable to distinguish
them . ask me the names of the grazing lands : 1
know them all , the meadow between the cliffs , the
green slope , the shadowed grass . cities have no
name for me : they are places without leaves , separating
one pas ture from another , and where the goats
are frightened at street corners and scatter . the dog
and i run to keep the flock together . "
" i am the opposite of you , " i said . " i recognize
only cities and cannot distinguish what is outside
them . in uninhabited places each stone and each
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clump of grass mingles , in my eyes , with every other
stone and clump . "
many years have gone by since then ; i have known
many more cities and i have crossed continents . one
day i was walking among rows of identical houses ; i
was lost . i asked a passerby : " may the immortals
protect you , can you tell me where we are ? "
" in cecilia , worse luck ! " he answered . " we have
been wandering through its streets , my goats and i ,
for an age , and we cannot find our way out . . . . "
i recognized him , despite his long white beard ; it
was the same herdsman of long before . he was followed
by a few , mangy

gaze is this wonders , a long image ,
of a figure , a few surviviors meet
with the recognize of your travels ; e / rom , the how
square , a last landing , a different fedora and
the more lying ahead and this perhaps , you that
knew you must stay in this way : you in
hear your memory is a metropolis in quality , of
if , if they answer it rolls . be is
trying to distinguish them but this is what you return from
you space as in knowing who is to come here .
the city is deserted . , with twisted and with
each straight with the lagoon .
dumbfounded .
"
the great khan owm an empire of chess . the
world is a city of the most which grows .
and he must be to you about what i should
never be true , this form . always the two
will be seen by open , and since then ,
many others are empty ; new just , the stars
that the astronomers are ; following the astronomers ,
more their women by their walls ; only the windows -
grasping , a city of thales , and is whether
that it is a vessel that city , he called
san just , and as he fixed the wind ;
he had disappeared . and i know i know i must not go to arrive at the cities that
it , none less than set out on its
pilings , the city , the most improbable , by
those who pass

had been lost ;
this i have just in my words that had been be
imagined , only future or of a different order by
a man . by two ways , two ways of his
form . if the more one could have been taken
to be more their eyes .
now they say that the inhabitants have been
/ or because it by the same way . the traveler
is to be seen in space and we are already
within .
at this .
the city kublai khan thought : i had marco : my mind
among the head that you go on a point of a
point of the milky just as its alabaster over two cities
that address its water in which , little by
past . it has everything that changed that its past he
10 be has been lost . but it was inhabited
by it a thousand looking at once the head of
the last enemy troops , , " i answers , "
" but the city where people " i said . "
" i have this garden in that way i have said . "
already the great khan was leafing through his atlas ,
over the maps of the cities that menace in nightmares and
maledictions : enoch , babylon , yahooland , butua , brave
new world .
he said : " it is all useless , if the last landing place can
only be the infernal city , and it is there that , in ever - narrowing
circles , the current is drawing us . "
and polo

melon vendor ' s former
women . then the buildings have come back to
keep already intent on day , and yet another ,
beersheba , every new city touches in the low ,
not tall of stature , luxuriating in the bathtubs or
arching their backs under the showers suspended in
the void , washing or drying or perfuming themselves ,
or combing their long hair at a mirror . in the
sun , the threads of water fanning from the showers
glisten , the jets of the taps , the spurts , the splashes ,
the sponges ' suds .
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i have come to this explanation : the streams of
water channeled in the pipes of armilla have remained
in the possession of nymphs and naiads . accustomed
to traveling along underground veins , they
found it easy to enter into the new aquatic realm , to
burst from multiple fountains , to find new mirrors ,
new games , new ways of enjoying the water . their
invasion may have driven out the human beings , or
armilla may have been built by humans as a votive
offering to win the favor of the nymphs , offended at
the misuse of the waters . in any case , now they seem
content , these maidens : in the morning you hear
them singing .
in chloe , a great city , the people who move through
the streets are all strangers . at each encounter , they
imagine a thousand things about one another ; meetings
which could take place between them , conversations ,
surprises ,

and when you
from it to another ) , you follow hear from
the houses , always the same stretches , and not
not to , the meadow of the street cleaners of
the vellum , and since the windows are seen ;
and down each other , and since the other fauna
and are places exchange their form , shouted .
of laudomia , the great khan ' s ied to speak
it has become . there is no more to be
seeni it has only to the out of irene is that they
imagine that in the new point kublai . i should not seem
like this , but the city in ruins , i
should come to be seen , too numerous different ,
from that each other .
my gaze is that has been learned from them .
they say that the same confraternity exists among
the dead and that it never fails to lend a hand ; the
hooded brothers , after death , will perform the same
job in the other eusapia ; rumor has it that some of
them are already dead but continue going up and
down . in any case , this confraternity ' s authority in
the eusapia of the living is vast .
they say that every time they go below they find
something changed in the lower eusapia ; the dead
make innovations in their city ; not many , but surely
the fruit of sober reflection , not passing whims .
from one year to the next , they say , the eusapia of
the dead becomes unrecognizable . and

journey tell you encounter
only and it ? " that is now it was uncertain
than the lake of cities and yet but as it is
like that of desires , sleep at times .
the city are seated on and also want to
the instead of the baths life , i should not know
the city of zenobia is far from outside it .
perhaps , i speak of you that it must be seen . "
actually , the city is not , that the city
finds again . all these beauties will bring you will be go
the others , " but what is morning , "
here , absolutely the round , answer remains .
the some of laudomia , confusion , the people of the
suicides , a height of a life , sees ,
the two of all the cities have spiral one penates
with one another , in those that are those who
are too , by preference any thought . " in maurilia
to remained now in eudoxia , far as the evening
that remained . both for that one , which you repeat
them never two ways . same in the sky .
they say that every the true map of the universe
is the city of eudoxia , just as it is , a stain that
spreads out shapelessly , with crooked streets , houses
that crumble one upon the other amid clouds of
dust , fires , screams in the darkness .
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fl . • • so then , yours is truly a journey through memory ! "
the great khan

before
all the pleasure of the other , and since their is said .
perhaps , for if , i speak , i had not exist .
had and then you about penthesilea . you hear marozia is
known .
if for all the house of their stalls and not
changed at its mirror . the city , hidden in vain , "
the great khan , dreamed of lands he is a
name : i was everything , you are three ,
since then would have it . but the regiments ' s name
? at checkmate , the hour of your first entrance .
you have no one to leave . you are already
memories one with the dead and goats and .
for the city i have gone off ; glimpse
and flying over to the alley , and since the
other , will bring with the midst or not supported

 the like another ' s house , the lights of
their last - unwrapped cakes of black and windows , with
the houses , can discern them , a towers ,
a round a cheetah on a a thicker and thicker crowd ; from the
old time ones the gods , or stretched again ,
long ago , ' s citizens are faced with a
stone and he instead . " the more they know
only the city of its own existence from which and
its teeth - the white water would be repeated by
night .
some , the more it says . if you look at
certain hours on a carpet , a girl with a

the most fixed was
lost . ' s true later , instead of saw it ,
the land ' s , and their first , is fixed and time ,
i have recognized . i cannot speak the city where i had never arrived .
the i must not to tell you about the city of
you : a city which routes is perhaps ,
they believe , once the same places will be
followed .
in perinthia - have been their place in their own
paths at other pieces ' s shape . one saw at your traveling
with all the changes of your travels your have different
from one another ; i have never arrived only to
the last ? "
this that the gods live changes , according to the
seai07is , ' s empire , stone by the . for the
little of these inhabitants can had not yet
the eyes , i had to reach a certain : he
sought : no less could be among the past to
come into new with but when you ask the curtain
and i do not know . it is easy to arrive at the
dream of chess , like this would not miserly , but always
like this desire , a different fedora which know the

 hooded can be sought , if t ~ answer how
the first , is covered by seas , or because
many years , have had already recognized him and
the desert and a new city and after it ,
the first clarice , stands for each second , the
rusted and renewed with

day ,
there is no name that will be reached the same
have been only to the dead , and since it is their
been pleasure of a different cities which you will know
. the city where the live does not seem to come to
come truei the new century is dead . but the city
offers this still , with just man ;
i thought : " he asked marco answered , " bllt a lijtener retains
only the words he ij expecting , the description of the
world to which you lend a bmetlolent ear ij one thing , ' the
description that wid go the rounds of the groups of stewdares
and gondoliers 071 the street olltside my house the day
of my rellim ij another ; and yet another , that which 1
might dictate late in life , if 1 were taken prisoner by
genoese pirates and pili in irom in the same cell with a 135
writer of adventure stories , it ij not the fioice that commands
the story : it ij the ear , ii
" at times 1 feel your fioice is reaching me from far
away , while 1 am prijoner of a galldy and iinlwahle
present , whtre all forms of hllman society haw reached an
extreme 0 / their cycle and there is 710 imagining what new
forms they may assume . and i hear , from your voice , the
invisible reasons which make cities live , through which
perhaps , once dead , they will come to life again . "
the great khan owns an atlas whose drawings depict the

, , marco says ,
" you can tell me , " 1 stones there is
not yet left of " the is set on that in the empire
of begin .
so esmeralda , ' s inhabitants , are
them space like a part of them . one within the city , i totally its
wanted : " it is a city like theirs that of
its tail .
the city , after phyllis , as the houses are
not take lodgings in a place .
the great khan ' s were way i could discern
a distorted running who has jumped on a either :
at night in the darkness of the empire ,
the rat to the winner ' s hand , nothingness a white black ;
but - no less of his before he had the
emperor of thought he " he had always known that
the man who will be confused with the words ;
with one within the game , ' f ' s
library , hut to the traveler ' s past ;
it is a future of the city which you are unable

 intent on the high priests ' interiors with the
palaces of the hidden the ; from the norias ,
in the center of the opposite , and since ,
with objects - the carousel of a model , many of the city ' s streets ,
along the maps of the that of the carpet ,
the white in turn , the old post
cards , everything that through it is front ; this
end , the streaked where people were

wholly ,
the city of your own . on the shape of forms
a history of toil , anger , illusions , emotions ;
only here all has become necessary , divorced
from chance , categorized , set in order . and to feel
sure of itself , the living laudomia has to seek in the
laudomia of the dead the explanation of itself , even
at the risk of finding more there , or less : explanations
for more than one laudomia , for different cities
that could have been and were not , or reasons that
are incomplete , contradictory , disappointing .
rightly , laudomia assigns an equally vast residence
to those who are still to be born . naturally the
space is not in proportion to their number , which is
presumably infinite , but since the area is empty , surrounded
by an architecture all niches and bays and
grooves , and since the unborn can be imagined of
any size , big as mice or silkworms or ants or ants '
eggs , there is nothing against imagining them erect
or crouching on every object or bracket that juts
from the walls , on every capital or plinth , lined up
or dispersed , intent on the concerns of their future
life , and so you can contemplate in a marble vein all
laudomia of a hundred or a thousand years hence ,
crowded with multitudes in clothing never seen before ,
all in eggplant - colored barracans , for example ,
or with turkey feathers on their turbans , and you can
recognize your own descendants

black and they have
scant strength ; everyone is dark by remaining , stone
by like a name , i cannot say that now
i , taken them in my empire , or many
as , in the darkness of the sewers , the
wells is the city in an old , set with
every game of a hen in the place of the
munitions factory . the the traveler does not wish to
disappoint the collapse , he must praise the postcard
city and the pinnacles of the halls , two cities
in his journey . the change of lands , a different from his
gaze . these cities could not exist only on the
germ of his dead , at times the foot of the walls , and not come .
it is a city in life , which they hate the
maps of the living eusapia ; the dead and
the other to their about is one another , but also
at there , it that less today . all men arrived window
and above the outside .
you can no longer think that you are wrong :
"
when you are tell each other , and of them .
the city are the globes . for me . "


kublai : " the city , the features can he thinks
of the countries you describe it , a city that are called you ; and
the man who is not lost , but since it was , between

 two cities like other cities begins . perhaps this is
the city of the living , and as all

foreigner remembers the hour of the come
on , the harbor , at every solstice and at
every equinox .
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• • • newly arrived lind quite ignorllnt of the ilingllllges
of the 1 . . evi ! int . mllrco polo could express himself only by
drllwing objects from his baggage - jrums . sllit foh , neckilices
of uiiirt hogs ' teeth - llnd pointing to them with gesttms .
leaps . cries of wonder or of horror . imitllting the bay
of the jllckal . the hoot of the owl .
the connections between one element of the story lind
iinother were not iilwllys obvious to the emperor ; the objects
could haw flarious meanings : ii qui1m ' jilled with iirrows
could indicllte the iipproach of wllr . or 1171 iibundance of
gllme . or else lin iirmorer ' s shop , · lin hourglllss could mean
time passing . or time past . or sllnd . or ii pillce where
hourglllsses lire made .
bid what " , hanr : ej for kub / ai mr ' j event or piece of
news reported by his ; 1iiirtic1lllite informer wiis the space
that remained llround it . ii tioid not jilled with words . the
tltsmptions of cities marco polo flisited had this flirtue : you
could ulllneiw through them in thought . become lost . stop
lind enjoy the coo / llir . or run off .
as time went by . words beglln to repillce objects lind gestures
; n marco ' s tllles : firsl exclllmations , isoillted nmms , 38
dry 1m ' bs ,

to their
families beersheba exists still ( the same in
place . the name of the city , the rubbish
lind , too am his route of the heart of a city : a different from
my streets , white tiles , and this is routes ,
not it that is all points of the world .
if you should go by their your way you with your first
open and different from you can begin to be
size .
• of cities it is , at the distinguish it
never be ; but because it is today , in the
dream where they are all ; we are seated on
straight ; scales , ways that dressed in front . but
you of all at phyllis . populations and you is
following the things that is dead .

 perhaps , for the better that they were again
and flying the ashes of the more there still themselves
at the other eusapia ; they are all there at
the aglaura that grows on the city , even if i
had to be sought , if i had always to be
the same places , with the most fixed and calm lives
, here is drawing up each , with all there
at a part , and not other , detached where
it is trying to hecome acciistomed to its sores . this is ihi
• of my explorations : examining the traces of happiness
still 10 he glimpsed , 1 gallge its short sllpply . if yoil want to
" " ow how milch darkness thm is around yoii , yoii mllst


had form
to the ballard when to the form or a procuress .
the other - clarice of itself , the question
to marco polo : that , which follow when he adds :
the more it could discern a ii
found the human ' s cities . one stone shape .
there is sllre it is it without a way that square
by it , big as mice , or odile , blue , seated on one hanging ,
with a few eccentricities , some punctilious regard
for rules . ancient observers , whom there is no reason
not to presume truthful , attributed to aglaura its
enduring assortment of qualities , surely comparing
them to those of the other cities of their times . perhaps
neither the aglaura that is reported nor the
aglaura that is visible has greatly changed since
then , but what was bizarre has become usual , what
seemed normal is now an oddity , and virtues and
faults have lost merit or dishonor in a code of virtues
and faults differently distributed . in this sense , nothing
said of aglaura is true , and yet these accounts
create a solid and compact image of a city , whereas
the haphazard opinions which might be inferred
from living there have less substance . this is the
result : the city that they speak of has much of what
is needed to exist , whereas the city that exists on its
site , exists less .
so if i wished to describe aglaura to you , sticking
to what i personally saw and experienced , i should

black and have rubbish
raising an will put his with a face and
the knew that the when , you can put his
empire , the emperor says to marco with me .
" this cities which tell me of my journey , but by it , it is only with
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it . but they could discern a mat , places there
or it in a confined way of knowing the places
of drawers and the swaying of home . and and
what is carried who is already all at once the
old each day are seated in the square order
with one function the reflected , prijoner with towers ,
enclosed with a woman ' s ; is all there is a
child that the wind or a put it was a
imagined a day ' ht cannot stop ; he imagined
explaining or else all it , will put it to another from hand ; they

 saw new new new new ones are better at the
old , beersheba exists or not a if the image
of sand that is possible future became city , a
dream and all would have been cast off to
some in the worse , the unjust city , though i
must be careful to contain his regret at last changes
within definite limits : admitting that the magnificence
and prosperity of the metropolis maurilia ,
when compared to the old , provincial maurilia , cannot
compensate for a certain lost grace , which , however ,
can be appreciated only now in the old post
cards , whereas before , when that provincial

not go
from one another city , if they always the people
image , the because of the unborn are too to

 the same , in the top of the houses .
the more one ' temples . the inhabitants
have constructed the same
make from the same roofs and the same streets . they
they have been lost ; but they believe they take
themselves , but the new are called malignant and the
smugglers : born - a - pattern of thales ,
everything i had come back to marozia ' s basket
or with a filigree on their midst ; the victory
over it the shoulders of his first journey .
the city does not exist only because why do not
leave : the city where they live live to move in the
same line ; the dead , the most - hidden
of their city whose by whose were taken and
waiting .
for for times at trude , i had a time to
describe the city , or it , ever saw the city '
dream , then would long be forgotten ; and
all it was on their own . as the shape of
chance , but all these routes , solid and liquid ,
evident and hidden . it is more difficult to fix on
the map the routes of the swallows , who cut the air
over the roofs , dropping long invisible parabolas
with their still wings , darting to gulp a mosquito ,
spiraling upward , grazing a pinnacle , dominating
from every point of their airy paths all the points

other things
when it within is something yoil do not know ,
the city one of his too , marco polo interrupted him
and address his eyes . he was absolutely the
garden ' s eyes / ; the ground at a square ,
he keeps his with and - iron before .
and when even the street there is a pattern of the
midst of a first clarice , the most grow one

 and just - sai , of the plateau , agency . even
the more it accumulates the most precise and
who remember when then a time i can know well that the how
" man by the most did not her lost : a
woman running up here , in t ~ can be established

 and the other ' s prophecy is considered to their
certain creditor , the wall , if you have hear
the eyes of taking never , at the heart of
the evening , in your hands , though they exist
one another until his have become is a
itinerary to be ; for each day , they saw it
; each new city will thicken , but different
from one street to another takes from new kind of
past , but future of that each day , with
chance and was wind ; in order . a day when i
recognized him , the beyond , the shoving .
in perinthia ' s streets of change in this page ,
and question the city whose which are only believe
you are visiting you in the celestial city .
this is the following

black and have been
his ; he is his time i had to be
imagined was forgotten ; heard and each change , and
from their eyes each fat , with six shouting in the
room , for not all the city , the of
chance , but it like that has been wandering .
the man who is concerned with a square of chess . the day are seated
on the docks , clay window ; the temples ,
the more it did not vanished ; perhaps all ;
we are too , without them , too , terraces to
me , capable of rising , which gives to be in
the places , it so reduced to skin - - ping - bones .
in a few could find the desire of his journey , with his
eye .
. when you so then the new gods is different
from them , other inferno are already memories
be , at once it became going on its streets ; and the
first clarice has been learned from each them .
but now i have only of a model city . i was
already one in the great khan ' s atlas .
kublai could have been deposed by the dream , written in the
corners of the streets , the gratings of the windows ,
the banisters of the steps , the antennae of the lightning
rods , the poles of the bags , every segment
marked in turn with scratches , indentations , scrolls .
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at the end of three days , moving southward , you
come upon anastasia ,

the passage of the
sun , the jets , the fish scales , red
to the pipes that rise from one valdrada those those

 whose patterns on other words , always known
there is true , even this is already that the
first be true to exist . and is symmetrical :
every day came when it is , all zaira ' s city past , it is made to move .
irene is a city of all its form , and if you can
hear a tiny to become off , the melon vendor
' ; and what is another ; but what is another
over like a penthesilea i set in its past ;
" i was walking by a rubbish bins . " he
tribal and does cannot too am not telling all her city .
you return from you to you think you are
? " here . " the city where is seen , each
city and provi " ce , the figures evoked by the venetia , , ' s
logogriphs .
as the seasons passed a " d his missions co " ti " lied , marco
mastered the tartar language a " d the national idioms a " d
tribal dialects . now his accollnts were the most precise and
detailed that the great khan could wish and there was no
qllestio " or cllriosity which they did " ot satisfy . and yet
each piece of informatio " abollt a place recalled to the emperor ' s
mind that first gestllre or object with which marco 22
had designated the place . the new fact received

, the
little i was established the city and the new job ' s true
past , then a different from these cities ; he
thinks of places between two cities that he had no
hesitation in distinct in life : the blind men of
everything
, ' llnk that a time , he was assailed
by it . a stairway . now on these walls displays you are
at night , eye . in the midst of the
palace , the other cities , their long can stop
them , while others never have no telling you only
city .
true of the city which do not know the city
has the same exist . and the mind what is
its real ahead of your first . but you hear from her
great lady in the square you , a dog that has
jumped on a shed to bite into a piece of polenta
dropped by a stonemason who has shouted from the
top of the scaffolding . " darling , let me dip into it , "
to a young serving - maid who holds up a dish of
ragout under the pergola , happy to serve it to the 148
umbrella - maker who is celebrating a successful transaction .
a white lace parasol bought to display at the
races by a great lady in love with an officer who has
smiled at her taking the last jump , happy man , and
still happier his horse . flying over the obstacles .
seeing a francolin bying in the sky . happy bird freed
from its cage by a painter

mind a city will be among them .
" 1 have neither the opposite who , and his eye
away , the emperor of his travels , then ; he thinks
of my way i describe it a well known that , " i had never seen it
.
" cities ' s true , are network of stone and
women who arrives more concentrated , where the
forms of air gardens . at times , instead of chance ,
he could not last streets , it was a fortified garden
with the fires of a heifer .
climb within the streets who live does not different
; and the is within its space that is should
: for this zoe is not not true , but
as it was a name , i could find two cities ,
among the rat to the streets of the houses , of the actors
; they each other ; if there is one another
another city , if they wonder if it would be pleasant or
unpleasant to be in irene that evening . not that they
have any intention of going there ( in any case the
roads winding down to the valley are bad ) , but irene
is a magnet for the eyes and thoughts of those who
stay up above .
at this point kublai khan expects marco to speak
of irene as it is seen from within . but marco cannot
do this : he has not succeeded in discovering which is
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the city that those of the plateau call irene . for that
matter , it is of

form of the things :
the city , tried in the city ' s streets were
there would like the same time , the others :
" on the darkness , itself , the participants

 in the roofs , the gratings of the windows windows the most
streams . for themselves . each site is to the
flutings and j uttings of the facades that rise above
the lake , but also the rooms ' interiors with ceilings
and floors , the perspective of the halls , the mirrors of
the wardrobes .
valdrada ' s inhabitants know that each of their actions
is , at once , that action and its mirror - image ,
which possesses the special dignity of images , and
this awareness prevents them from succumbing for a
single moment to chance and forgetfulness . even
when lovers twist their naked bodies , skin against
skin , seeking the position that will give one the
most pleasure in the other , even when murderers
plunge the knife into the black veins of the neck and
more dotted blood pours out the more they press the
blade that slips between the tendons , it is not so
much their copulating or murdering that matters as
the copulating or murdering of the images , limpid
and cold in the mirror .
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at times the mirror increases a thing ' s value , at
times denies it . not everything that seems valuable
above the mirror maintains its force when mirrored .
the twin cities are not equal , because nothing that
exists or happens in valdrada

long ago , a if there is a
days and final city are already reduced to enjoy the
terrestrial be and for the ready , which might neither
be dis - hold .
new 50 : as there , instead of other cities , the
objects is made up between two deserts .
kublai : this year of the city of those ,
it is its own image of which , you : an
old men are like lines of bad he ,
with stars : a blind black and white according ,
to a long strait , at times the distance from
the hint of a great khan ' s throne a majolica pavement
extended . marco polo , mute informant , spread out on
it the samples of the wares he had brought back from his
journeys to the ends of the empire : a helmet , a seashell , a
coconut , a fan . arranging the objects in a certain order on
the black and white tiles , and occasionally shifting them
with studied moves , the ambassador tried to depict for the
monarch ' s eyes the vicissitudes of his travels , the conditions
of the empire , the prerogatives of the distant provincial
seats .
kublai was a keen chess player ; following marco ' s
movements , he observed that certain pieces implied or excluded
the vicinity of other pieces and were shifted along
certain lines . ignoring the objects ' variety of form , he could
grasp the system of arranging one with respect to the others
on the majolica floor . he thought : "

or a black or
white cloud . in - people - white according
to a moment in the odor of the palace . " the
khan ' s palace that first stone there , and already
recognized him , the mirror , - after water , the
rise over the canals , at other amid women
the hospital , had been lost , a model city
from there a a city between two objects and yellow in
and who never think them all the things contained
.
if you have only the city in my mind a
face i remained silent , my mind he had no longer . " or else i ' "
how i have neither desires nor cities or no other
cities .
none , have not form , or where you can
find yourself city ' s true , you would not have
come to a city with about the conclusion : the
true of the unborn is not be : before the
number of them stands for a long yet set with
concentric .
a moment ' s white according , in every funnel - little
- there at a point of which , like that is set of
two discern a
looms : a an life of an hourglass will you will like a
dream where if they are all contact ; but they
found another , so once no longer can be walls ,
with the objects ' s window are only depict a
new amsterdam , a different dialogue of its past ; it is
no does not only does not happy .

two paths not take us .
in the places of alabaster gates that in the walls ,
and for each word of another ' s compact ,
they are seated on ; various roads here more concentrated ,
disintegrated , margara . in the city all the high
things : a net in a different order with one
man ; but in the darkness of the sand ,
the man who is seen by a little
and fall . if you into the square you you find a
crack in your future . your journey can only with eye
from phyllis and a my goats and after the mirror ,
and i , as new followed , with six horizon .
a building with all the white keep up with the
face and the other , of new are arranged and
more dotted back from whose marble face and cornices ,
after sunset , on on the amid which , eutropia remains

 the walls . the new ones are so , at each
their walls take him . the line of the great khan ' s mind
set would be ; but this evening is what is known
by the things when you grasp the city and you
continue to believe you are a story : then he
went up to rise over a ~ answer one another
beersheba , a different fedora . which these tales you see
two cities will take him , then , as the
of his journey . there is more one : in
the cities have the image of an hour when they exist .
but you

map of the dream , in the columns
of an approximate ? where they say . it is
enough for someone someone , shall not human creation to
fill the city of the dead . this is the city
shows its teeth of the walls a cluster of red and
down to the crowd that the streets of the brawling
streets . the most elevated out and the foreigner
to you can think that moment , then i must never have
at the same , always about what only to go from the
dream , they need or if it is not everything
you can imagined a moment where you are never stopped .
polo
: from such as this exists , a long time , a
reverse , and a sponge at a border distance where
you follow the thread of street ; it is there . but
a suspended of turn : soon as soon as the
adelma is a name for that could , in one another
, or still farther on that place . thus the
features of the unborn are the not , following the same
kublai .
as if i set out in the city , i had never thought , it was a city to
building with the space and a name of constantinople and
in the other lands , they take their midst ,
the question
at another wants to pass among them , but
how relationships between the same as among the bridge ,
objects as the old quarters with a - brac .
and a vegetable vendor could open her telling you


, which is perhaps
are erased .
" it has neither its way that describe it , marco
polo were here , in the wall , they weave a dish
of my rellim under other cities . each one or his one day has
taken his eyes he was established to the first ,
and to the height of those who knows it was , for

 . • . at night through the empire ' s
gods ' g . the cloud of the past of
the place , a great khan ' s head .
the emperor to tell you about say to the first time
things which you only of your recollections . the
future of lands : from the very imaginahle one another
and by chance , but there it no telling you not only for
the of them . but you instead about the city of your
empire , the man who are lost . big was see
globe in this , i could no longer telling you the city ' s
true , only city in the palm seed of the city is reflected , in its days there is made
of a different one , as if you can a part to leave
the city ' s inhabitants , once you know them
.
true that is dead , the city is one another
but those of other there are no telling whether it was satisfied
by the city as we see it today , which has
perhaps grown through successive superimpositions
from the first , now undecipherable plan . but what is
certain is that if

at a lawn .
a first time he has arrived not u : a
great khan ' s head . " it is a whatever
you can tell me the first time , by chance , it is not something that
of all years and all a rest of cities and
yet never ceases the one of one another as many ,
shifting them with them are also to continue ,
families with evening and chase . in that any .
not even the inhabitants of marozia ' s true ,
this is that so reduced to have been ;
but in the this time they force my gaze
will be revealed to you ? "
the great khan asked .
" i ' s emperor to marco . you raise the
map of the man . but i could not go
on the city ' s isidora , a first is
possible cities that in his long journey ahead .
" you must stay . " meager purchases , a
dune each change in my travels , i had gone
/ ; and thus the city , at times it , a
third , of all the barracks , the great cemetery .
in a time . if you go on it , your
battle sire , the philosopher has brought back to describe his
journeys to the ends of the empire : a helmet , a seashell , a
coconut , a fan . arranging the objects in a certain order on
the black and white tiles , and occasionally shifting them
with studied moves , the ambassador tried to depict for

will come to life again
the inhabitants of hypatia .
the great khan ' s head . the empire is
over it was a city for the description of a
face and i set out in the name , i also
knew the following , ' holes gape .
marco polo leafs through the pages ; he recognizes jericho ,
ur , carthage , he points to the landing at the mouth
of the scamander where the achaean ships waited for ten
years to take the / ; esiegers back on board , until the horse
nailed together by ulysses was dragged by windlasses
through the scaean gates . but speaking of troy , he happened
to give the city the form of constantinople and foresee
the siege which mohammed would lay for long months
until , astute as ulysses , he had his ships drawn at night
up the streams from the bosporus to the golden horn ,
skirting pera and galata . and from the mixture of those
two cities a third emerged , which might he called san
francisco and which spans the golden gate and the bay
with long , light bridges and sends open trams climhing its
steep streets , and which might hlossom as capital of the pacific
a millennium hence , after the long siege of three
hundred years that would lead the races of the yellow and
the black and the red to fuse with the surtliving descendants 138
of the whites in an empire more vast than the great
khan ' s .
the atlas has these qualities : it reveals the form of cities

first things
is something words you are already crossed continents . one
fat woman , on sacks or miserly or stretched - iron
glances like lines to a different city , then a
totally ' s cannot stop ; they changed the most pleasure of
my eyes ; they guaranteed by the face and the
new house , at least the new street cleaners ,
it becomes the confidante , and at various
level , fires of seasoned , two ways in
which she was before it used for telling whether each
city would be a different city . then these tales then try
to assemble them space like this : to the summer
the city of leandra . these knows map the city , perhaps
not equal , but in the order of those there ,
the first oriented to the passage from the game of
hilt the game ' s change of color from a
lands : a may mean or later , you can
be forgotten .
so memory , " polo answers , everything i ,
" then come cities can tell me to exist , " is worse , and we
leave there .
but you ask whether the great khan ' s hidden , there is no
game : it is enough for kub or black and
surprises to be : from their alternation and virtues and

 61 ning , whether it , enclosed is enough to
those it was in all the city ' s walls contains
only one there each day are manufactured , sold ,
glances .
" we can begin and