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Monthly Archives: December 2011
how narrow we see the world
how narrow we enter the world passages of soft and hard echoing bony ellipses unspeakable traces whose thin embraces ’round trembling flesh lie how narrow we see the world glimpses of light and shade verges of matter and wave flashes … Continue reading
Posted in digitalization, image, language, looking at it another way, play, poetic video, poetry, reflection, Uncategorized, video
Tagged beach, child, light, narrow, ocean, sand, shadow, waves, wind, world
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in the shape of the evening i go out
in the shape of the evening i go out i only eat those things in front of me if it’s on the floor or in your pockets i go out into the world A tale that happens in___________ + from … Continue reading