Pond Song 4.23

If we make from something, how ‘make’ from nothing, hence how conceive of radical creation. G&B 245



pond brims new shoots__birds play tiny cymbals

bees roam fresh grass__phosphorous blooms symbols


of man’s stupdity__it’s an ant’s world

each self a perspective__pond scum light-pearled





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