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112 pages, Paperback
First published July 19, 2005
The smell of fried eggs, the sound of the dogs padding softly
down the trails,
the clang of a bicycle bell, the tentative flap of a bird's wings —
all of it temporal and extravagant. A tooth in the hand once rooted.
Ruins
transformed into a city before turning back into ruins again.
(from "In a Village Near Coba," p.24)
The days collapse one into the other like folding chairs
and I am nowhere. Tied to the act of giving myself away.
Even iconography held loosely: books, dishtowel, light
blue dress; child, children, flowers in a crystal vase.
(from "Enter Anywhere, Reply to Anything," p. 25)