rural light, the lark ascending
no word as to yes or no from anyone
light catcher fastens onto the morning
transfigures a patch of ground
makes what is seen move from eye to brain to surface
& stay
a shelf of light, a tool of what is to come
some high cloudiness at nine a.m., music for strings,
percussion and celesta, clouds as software
better or not to be impalpable?
a different issue to be recallable
also a different issue to represent
art as perception recorded tells us we have not been alone
in seeing or feeling, birds intone their liquid nonsense
capacity of the single voice to entrance, to capture
forests of crickets, hidden strengths & messages
Tell me why the alignment of clouds means nothing
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