the dappled bodies in the brush!
the oilslick feathers on fences!
thank you spring and sunshine heat
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the dappled bodies in the brush!
the oilslick feathers on fences!
thank you spring and sunshine heat
makes music of silences
Fifteen endless Januaries
waiting for the promise of snow
while the sky, blanket soft and heavy,
hoards the coat-cotton winter down
I am still too young to reach it,
but let me take from the closet the ladder
my father used to hang the moon
I can climb to the highest rung
and when I jump, the snow might fall for me
as it promised, long ago, my every soft landing
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two images:
A girl on one side of the glass, an octopus on the other. Their eyes are locked. Their eyes are mirrors for each other. The girl has a necklace of thickly braided chain. Her hand is on the glass, palm flat against it. The octopus is partially color-changed, mottled throughout its body. One limb extends towards the glass. Text reads: We can always slip the noose.
A person stands in front of a mirror, back to the viewer. Their face is reflected in the mirror and wreathed by the faces and bodies of other people, crowding around them, whispering, talking to, touching them. The bodies overlap translucently. Some bodies appear half-pulled from their sole solid one. The room in the mirror looks far bigger and realer than the room the viewer thinks we're standing in. The person is telling themselves, "Your body is a shared body." Many of the others seem to be repeating this.
Observations #6
1. The pattern on our frames alternates between fleur de lis and two arcs of dots, the outer dots bigger than the smaller
2. The lightbulb above me is not centered in the socket; there is more space on its lower left side.
3. Six hooks cast shadows on the wall, three to the left and three to the right. One hook only has a shadow below it.
Observations #5
1. When my hair is draped in front of me, it only falls a few inches below my navel.
2. The mattress dips where my body curls up, sinking a couple of inches downwards.
3. Below my wrist there is a scar an inch and a half long. Closer to my wrist it is thicker, and it thins as it gets further away. The very end curves to the left.
Observations #4
1. One fabric flower shows over the table. The petals on the right side curl in further than on the rounder left.
2. There is one fallen light green leaf at the base of the flower vase. A darker green leaf sticks out over the lip of the vase.
3. Four pieces of tape are in a line on the ceiling, each one half a foot apart from the next. The one closest to me is peeling off, halfway unstuck.
Observations #3
Three drops of liquid are on the lid of the soda can. The tab sticks up at a seventy degree angle.
2. The plastic tumbler has two layers, a clear one and a holographic one underneath. Everything is printed twice, and overlaps when viewed at an angle.
3. Nail polish has mostly chipped off of my fingers. On my left thumb, right middle finger, right ring finger, and right pinky, there is polish only partially covering the white of my nail.
Observations #2
The string of flowers forked a foot and a half across, and the weight of the flowers pulled the lower string down.
2. I could see the left eye of the kitten bisected by the wire grate of the crate.
3. My brown paper bag is printed with a white check pattern. On the side, it is dented to just above the "S" in "SHARE THE LOVE"
Observations #1
The frames were hung on the wall set a couple inches apart. You can see the other half of the room in the glass.
2. My headphone case has smudges of shine where the matte coating has worn. My finger-grease is on the back.
3. I see the bottom of the hammer has a capital letter M written on it. The middle peak is a third the height of the other lines.
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女娲,中国上古神话中的创世女神。
Nvwa, the goddess of creation in ancient Chinese mythology.
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Tlazoltéotl: inmunducia divina, la comedora de suciedad, diosa de lujuria, carnalidad, y transgresiones
Tlazoltéotl: divine filth, the filth eater, goddess of lust, carnality, and transgression
[...] Tlazoltéotl en cambio es la barredora de la transgresión sexual, del adulterio, el cual era castigado físicamente y requería de confesión y ofrendas para ser limpiado.
fuente: arqueologiamexicana.mx/mexico-antiguo/tlazolteotl
[...] Tlazoltéotl, however, she who sweeps away sexual transgression, adultery, that which was physically punished and required confession and offerings to make one clean.
source: arqueologiamexicana.mx/mexico-antiguo/tlazolteotl
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女娲,中国上古神话中的创世女神。
Nvwa, the goddess of creation in ancient Chinese mythology.
We will bring you terror, and you will bring us meat.
You will make me savage, we will make you fleet.
You thank us for the chasing, we thank you for the feast.
The grass leaps up about your carcass, long and lean and sweet.
We'll be your chosen hunters, and you - the god we eat
-Ode to the God of Penda's Slake, from The Silt Verses
电母 (雷公之妻) — 电母是司掌闪电之神,属阴,故称母,又称金光圣母、闪电娘娘;法器是两面闪电神镜,传说中样子比较威严。(百度)
Dian Mu, Mother of Lightning (Thunder God's Wife) — Dian Mu is the goddess of lightning. She belongs to the Yin aspect, hence the naming "Mother." She's also known as Jinguang Shengmu (Goddess of the golden rays) and Shandian Niangniang (Lady Lightning). According to traditional folk tales, her special ritual objects are two divine mirrors that she wields to create majestic lightning. (Baidu, trans. me)