whatever order may entail upon the structures that detail circumstance and happenstance, it falls apart; it flies away; it is not solid quick belief, not faith, but these be moving too; in time, in thought, in visible relief; a shadow left of light’s collision with itself, on matter, moment, mode, less than these; itself theseContinue reading “The Campfire Conference”
Daily Archives: January 22, 2014
To A Hedgerose
but it was not long among the roses, to forgo sensibility, soft and foolish, checked in passive light, light, and slightly sigh and lay aside bag and adage, just to be, and, so unstung stay unknowingly annealed thought’s tempered flight, fancy aromatic; these weeds I’m wearing thin have become the half of it
9 2.4th
they that gather up debris prevail upon solidity along a leafless sky with glee determinants of ecstasy