You must treat the days respectfully

                             Emerson

              {for Damir & Maja}
& it is I with Ernst Cassirer & I in the sands

drawing bow across fish sweats

& it is I’s month it is Shark month

the mouth of which is painted upon a van

just down the Marjan from the painted

black hand of the monster shop in Split

large in power least in size

nature showing herself best in leasts

lifting the curtain from the common

& showing us gestating in groups of shouting

old men playing a big book as a big evil & everything

written down is lest we forget it