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Words after all are syllables just and you put them in their place
In the past we listened to photogr… Alive, active. What had been dist… Pushed us forward, emptying the… Erasure. In the city of X, they lived toge…
On a wall shadowed by lights from… is the screen. Icons come to it dr… and their eyes reflect the journey… eyes reach from level earth. Narra… the room where the screen waits su…
Unreasonable lenses refract the sensitive rabbit holes, mole dwell… climes where twist burrow and snee… a native species into houses
The form of the poem subsided, it… A witness was found for the markin… It might have been a celebration,… of the poem. The sky sinks slowly…
Early night and the evening bus Passing with a new wreath around Its straggled head. The push cart Halts and fifty pineapple eyes sta… Into the invalid light. We move
That is why I am here not among the ibises. Why the permanent city parasol covers even me. It was the rains
I won’t let anybody take a drink out of this barrel of tears I’ve collected from you. Least of all another woman.
Others about the embarking have reasons. I holding shreds carpenter leavings. Motions in the wind,
There we go in cars, did you guess… Carrying the till, memorizing its… apt at the essential such as rearr… languages. They occur from route t… like savages who wear shells.
Pieces clung to bedclothes. In th… Grass covered the dream of a serpe… dream turned into an opera. It was the opera that made the dre… in any country, could be Antarctic…
i An opposing force nestles closer —to the four square of its joint the nimbus divides at an unfaded s… and the naughts are shuffled at th…
On this dry prepared path walk hea… This is not “dinner music.” This… heavy as eyelids. Beams are laid. The master cuts m… Sound lays the structure. Sound l…
I go separately The sweet knees of oxen have press… ghosts with ingots have burned the… it is the dungaree darkness with C… where the westerly winds
Each artist embarks on a personal… An artist may take introspective r… Or so they say in Barcelona when… In our country it is a water sprin… Colors often break themselves into…