Month: December 2007
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Today
And then there is always this.How desperate it is to return,holding so much in the times between.Excuses like cold, like fables for the moral.Where else is there water that drips, a rhythmic knot that thumps close by.Unwelcome drafts prone to backing away, why one hand experiences it more than another. Entire cycles crammed into months,…
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Today
No outside glance.Footfalls in competition with duration.Our green cherries hang generously from above.The individual speaks of further roads,unconcerned with one description or another.My hands heavy and uneventful,either cupped or isolated,weighted with impression or uninterest.These things take time to figure out.For instance, the way the shingles overlap,the way they sit across what under it protects.Sensibility has…
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Today
A series of catching upand people who make something small feel big.Unsmooth stones create the floor,enclosed by picture booksand other stories told with sight.Unbearing anticipation slows passing over steps,placement oblong and specified.Waist lines in foreign tonguestucked under, then displayed.We are working on a story much biggerinvolving double doors and old consistenciesWe are enlightened by the…
No Help for That | Jackie Clark 