Friday, January 05, 2007

On the Beach*

THE DRAWER OUT

An eye peace

REMAINS

An ear peace

DRAWN FROM WORDS

*

This small
Large mech-
anics
Called grace
Separates
The animal
From the animal
The head
From the head

Call it being
This ring
And this
Ring
Calling
The animal
To song
And flight

Fleeting
Fact
Of falling
Fleeting
Fact
Of a will's
Grasp
Ungrasped

*

WHAT WINGS x 2

One
Must
Fall
First

A modal fall

*

One must fall
To ageless
Incoherence
One's wings
Must turn
To dust
And dust
Must turn
To songless
Weeping
This will be
A charade
Of force
Our song
Will be
It will
Sweep
No one
Into its
Wake and
Wake
Kill from
Become

*

FLAT BLUE COLOR
SKY GOES HERE

(site)

CLOUDS CLOUDS
CLOUDS CLOUDS

Sun somewhere

Waves little crests
Their multitudes

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FOREGROUNDED REEDS

*

)
CANCEL
OCCULUAR
DURING
(

*

some things inside celophane

*

On the rim
Of all things
Seeing all
Things thin
Slices the actual
Reeds receeding
A world

On the rim
In waves
The waves
In waves
Thin Turner
The blue
His favorite

A timorous graph
A word like a wind
Sock a kinetic fact drawn
Like an Oceanic Dean

*

On the rim
Dreams are
Facts too
Of percept
Or ideas
Of waves
Composing
Motion

On the rim
And thinking
I just want
To see
The thing the way
The thing is
Actually
I want to say
What words mean

An ethic of gesture
Think your horizontal
Elements on the way and on and on

*

Earth

A SEVERANCE

Sky

*

The background of this dance has no background

Like a ring to an animal subtract hands from hands

Feet from feet we move without First Mover seemingly


*composed X-mas 2006 on Cape Cod

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