existential thrid

"The Sages of old live again in us; and in opinions there is a Metempsychosis. We are our reanimated Ancestours, and antedate their Resurrection." --Glanvill

Bunch reborn.

the lamentation of swans turns
fragile as a rice cake dropped
the smallest amount of food
that you can taste
autumn in the air
shootings
star-forgiveness
maybe this way will go
the eye tuned to framing photos
turned to trajectories
& mazes

"Verdun’s soil was so poisoned by explosives and lethal gas that to this day it produces only withered, stunted scrub and sick trees."