Maureen Alsop

Linden shadows toss the room. An old creosote. Or bland window. Now against the stairs. To a place one passage is drawn as a figure of stillness. The night is thinking, as a lark scars the sky bound sleek into …

This hideaway nebula: calculable as method. Western ratio; ration, myth. Bushrue, mistletoe. A limpid border demarcates palm trees. You travelled inside the screen lugging jugs of cherry vinegar. O sublingual address, please speak. My station. Therefore in the wheeling I …