Monday, October 05, 2009
Stillwater
To be true to something specific—the beloved, the branch…
Trees on the coast at nightfall, a winding road. The Russian fort, rebuilt. Shale bluffs, indigo sea…
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Colors over colors, pale and gray, articulated from within—the run of the eye…
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Again, the specific, this. Unapproachable by words alone. They follow.
Like shale—“ a fine-grained, clastic sedimentary rock composed of flakes of clay minerals and tiny fragments of other minerals, especially quartz and calcite…” (clastic—“of or belonging to or being a rock composed of fgragments of older rocks…”)
Of or belonging to or being…
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Words--luminous—a shimmering…
(18 September 2009)
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