burning the old year
letters swallow themselves in seconds.
notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.so much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
orange swirling flame of days,
so little is a stone.where there was something and suddenly isn’t,
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
i begin again with the smallest numbers.quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things i didn’t do
crackle after the blazing dies.
(via visual-poetry)
“you should know / I’m no one’s shore no one’s ocean”— Leslie Harrison, from “[Actias luna],” The Book of Endings
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Art & Life with Juliet Degree - Boston Voyager Magazine | Boston City Guide
Today we’d like to introduce you to Juliet Degree. Juliet, please kick things off for us by telling us about yourself and your journey so far. When I was young, most people in my life told me I had an “overactive imagination.” Often I would run through the woods behind my neighborhood pretending my surroundings […]
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Chiba Hiro - photograph support with tree leaves - Tokyo Zokei University 東京造形大学 - Japan - 2018
- A Candle of Decalcomen
- A night of ivory
- Kikkarney Steel
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