Carry Me Away, By Henri Michaux. 1968. The desire of a person to be anywhere else, as long as it is else, is strongly in this poem of Henri Michaux. The details chosen by Michaux are disparate enough and close enough—surprising enough and coherent enough. One can be within a Portuguese boat and also in the distance—in a caravel and in foam and in the stem of a caravel. One can be carried away into another time, into snow, into dogs' breath, into a collection of leaves. One can be transported into kisses; one can be placed within breasts; one can be of palms and smiles; a person can be placed within corridors of long bones, and within corridors of articulations. Where can one not be carried? Where can one not be "dug deep"? The Michaux poem is irregular, while it exemplifies one of the most recurrent and one of the most human ideas.