même si le sage prétend connaître
zones of a softer time neither day nor night. double
bondable. still shout. of fugal blossoming. openings
beside the stone. but a description needs a limit
in the unfinishable sense of a cultivated
intensity. access and accession. silence in that
in the unguarded. yellow as recalled. it has curious
this way. addressed beside the scenes. gathering
a distance fallen on the ground <And only her
red shadow stains the unrembering stone> order
to gradually. yleno extends lacinated lines over
whiles
about tides in her heart. can still this?
abandoned temperament. properly to spirals
their
difficult passage through the boundaries
of cultivation
the surroundings work a vastness. because
they have inconsistently. their light fractions
and declensions leading and floating. with which
they share. presumably something. deep grey
paling to almost white around the stamens
and anthers <This place falls away from its time>
suffused throughout with a hint of violet. down
rising. because a willingness alternates with a
wilful informality. a memory of uncut whys
work
mobile. commencerative. assume a worning
moment. blouse from a french market. and then
what she heard took all parts of herself. tangent
to the list. antiness. musk scent it folds. fugitive
with a lemon tang
at surfaces of reception
againness. they share
their restraints. seven sounds seven stones
three times seven valencies. tangent to the lost
varieties of moment. in the unexpectable
where the possible settles deeper in the ground
like a dark paleness. commentative. hips that will
absorb the light of reason. a strength in
the unmoded. agrophobic to the marrow. a memory
of ungathered ryes. widows and the
unchilded sieving sky. contact reds
some dark
environmental resistance. ropes and scopes
looped in the minding <that vine whose pods
are the animal wombs in time>
begin from far away. terribly out
saturday 7th of tamuz 5764. remoter than
an echo of beaten gold. out of not only
her graphgear and gauloises. steric facilities of
a suggestion. because it might teach what it cannot
reach
tangent to the lest. the not easy. nascent
overturnings. shaded faculties of a suggestion
present these properties. in the unseemed. world
of survivors and denatured surfaces. yleno
cleaning her windows while nell collects bulrushes
and metallic foils <Across the years each sentence
goes>
a sendless. in the untauterlogical. world of recipes
and denaturalized recipients. child time
me as
as after
after poems have stripped off
speech and paper butterflies
a sky soaked in bleach
dries on a line of practice
in the unsaturatable strung from death to decay
quite ignored forms of growth and articulation. she
peppermints putti from the baroque. night insects
throw away their wings here. under their feet
the vectors of being achieve a decision <This
is the place>
O
tangent to the last implication the emergenced
today nightfluster meaning a leaving site
with its paradoxologies white ravens because it
describes many days thought in a causal procedure
as dynamic as the climate
provisionally getting after tangent to the last
impact the emergenced today meaning
a leaking site with its cantographies think it
all her of hinges meaning a leading site
with hylothetically even a trace of lavender shows
<Der Zugang zu den intuitiven Erkenntnissen
erfordert ein Herz aus Feuer und einen Verstand
aus Eis>
Notes
<And only her . . .> Edith Sitwell: Three Poems of the Atomic Age. III. The Canticle of the Rose; in: The Song of the Cold. New York, Vanguard, 1948, p. 20
<The place falls . . .> Robert Duncan: Structure of Rime XVII; in: Roots and Branches. New York, New Directions, 1969 [first published 1964], p. 66
<that vine whose . . .> Robert Duncan: Narrative Bridges for Adam's Way; in: Bending the Bow. New York, New Directions, 1986, p. 103
<Across the years . . .> Robert Duncan: Crosses of Harmony and Disharmony; in: The Opening of the Field. New York, New Directions, 1973 [first published 1960], p. 44
< This . . .> Robert Duncan: The Structure of Rime XIII, ibid., p. 83
<Dear Zugang zu . . .> Max Ernst cited by Ursula Lindau: Max Ernst und die Romantik. Unendliches Spiel mit Witz und Ironie. Köln, Wienand, 1997, S. 84
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