AVES — for D. C. I Each passing shadow a prodigy of light Oblivious to origins. The cloud, with the back of its hand, dismisses the brilliance of the field Grazing the darker geese below. A dissembling vee Its dimensions the shape of restlessness To which I contribute my own, ceaseless, pose. Poised along the […]
Alan Reed | AND THE GRASS, IT GROWS
AND THE GRASS, IT GROWS — with thanks to Madhur Anand It begins with the sun. Or it begins elsewhere, earlier, further away, but we will not. We will stay here, we will say it begins with the sun and not the sun but in the sun, in the heart of it, where the […]
Chris Riddell | LAKESHORE
LAKESHORE Along this strip you could once find vintage Thunderbirds pulling into burger joints before the movies, and afterward they’d go ripping up and down the pavement, surfing on the lake breeze. That was when the edge of town boomed and everyone went to Lakeshore to eat in diners caressed by the cool wind, and […]