From Steven Seidenberg's "Duration Knows No Law"
"The marshalling of one’s affiliates into an amalgam of instantaneous reflexes requires the exclusion of everything else. Intolerance is not merely the effect of common orders of kinship—the feint of consanguinity, both compulsive and by choice—but is equally intrinsic to the nature of discernment; to the indolence of being in a world…"
Sunday, February 21, 2016
it is a wing. it is two wings.
it is many counted and a territory unmappable.
we place spaces to signify having been placed in space.
and why here?
it is night.
mention it is night.
how the stars are where you are.
our day starts off truncated.
by this inconsistent breathing.
to unsay one has to care about
what one is not saying.
how molded to designation.
and as the motion made the hair fly off the forehead
the one speaking said,
it's as if the distance were all around your body,
and we begin to get worried.
not wondering yet where it went.
it being an expression of standing still.