By | 1 May 2014

Catalogue everything in the garden
by outlook and trope. Both daylight and
shoulders can be broad

remember, but are leaves defined by veins
or diameter? How many stones have been
unturned? And what things are not, apart from
holes and shade?

If my eye connects points in space
we know it’s the vector that defines
where we are
and where to from here.

Walk the garden again, it says. Think your way
toward the moment. Beneath the grass:
a dynamic play of boundary and shape.

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