Sunday, August 24, 2014


Color changes.   Changes with the perception of the seer.  Changes with light.  Changes with emotion.  No different than food.  No different than words.  Do any two people experience a lemon exactly the same?  Do any two folks write about lemons with the exact same words?

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  1. Unable to disrupt the fullness of a carton of lemons from the morning market, i walked to the cafe to read about an idle conquest in the Sudan. in the distance I could see the form of buildings which do nothing to enclose the spirit but persist nonetheless out of our vision. The flowers which were mentioned in J's succinct biography are now in a vase of water. reaching toward the bed in half-ripe gestures. A grocery list, some needlework, a knife are still on the table.