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

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Misplaced Hours in a Coat Pocket

—whereas the She-bear character presents herself as guardian, shaman, religious order, tradition. A metaphoric quilt maker. Bee-keeper. A strong bulk of a woman. Not careless as her past ancestors may have been. A victim of circumstance, perhaps.
Trying to find my bearings tonight. Lost in a sense of placement in the unfolding month— by vague forgetfulness, I lost track of the day, twenty-four hours misplaced in a coat pocket perhaps— or in the back of the pantry shelves. Need to be more cautious.
14/ Impurities rest in the bones.

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