Friday, November 24, 2017

11.24


light coming into clouds above black plane of ridge

sound of wind moving through branches in foreground


transform the object into form of, senses of visual

phases, images equivalent to findings, solid bodies


word sound in which “meaning” is no longer intended

each day so to speak covered over by some new forms


pink red lines of clouds above still shadowed ridge

line of pelicans flapping to the right toward point


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