Dreamworlds I dream about making this photograph by Jonas Bendiksen, the photo in connection to which I wrote a poem in 2014, into the cover of my future [nonfiction] book on living amidst ruin and ruination in the post Soviet space this photo made it into the cover of Bendiksen's book, titled "Satellites." the image is truly beyond arresting. Bog After the last interstellar trip, Our cosmic machine, Hopelessly broken, Was rusting under the rains and winds For years, In the blue bog—near our house— The space swarming with lucid Ephemeridae Calliopes Beating their laborious wings. [2014] #dream #JonasBendiksen #photography #inproximityofruis #anthropology
















