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This morning's walk.

Another great show!

Goodbye Sunday.

From Mojave Ghost by Forrest Gander

So what if worlds are boundless? I caught myself filling with the nonreturnable particularity of this one afternoon. Squatting and listening to a desert marigold bloom. When the hum of an invisible plane made me suddenly aware of the sprawling underflow of stillness around me, it was not loneliness I felt, but some nevertheless of enchantment.

Those constant bearers of meaning bore me. I want to open wide now to the absence of concept, understanding, representation, to the inward flare of exhilaration. To the gratuitous revelation of mineral forces. Isn’t the materiality of this Joshua tree, its living presence, more than what it means?

#poem #Forrest Gander

Tired Langston Hughes

I am so tired of waiting, Aren't you, For the world to become good And beautiful and kind? Let us take a knife And cut the world in two-- And see what worms are eating At the rind.

#poem #Langston Hughes