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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