Self and reality. Symbol and language. Myth and image. Memory and consciousness.
Dream and unreality: locus communis.

Friday, November 5, 2010

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09.09.10
Tonight the cat mews
from the edge of the mattress
continuously.

09.10.10
Despite a late cup
of coffee, sleep settles down—
curls up on my chest.

09.11.10
Mid-September walk:
two moths jostle in circles
across a dog’s turd.

09.12.10
Middle of the road
lies a child’s discarded shoe—
sense of purpose lost.

09.13.10
Singing out of tune
while walking alone. And then
a sudden egret.

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