if, at night you’re a sister of clay —
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09.24.2019_01
if, at night you’re the sister of newness —
09.12.2019_01
if, at night the scent of ocotillo flowers traveling great distances stretching out, up over the sagebrush ocean; carried on its waves there; the basin, this basin as the womb that holds your aging body if, this love, then how do you answer
08.27.2019
recognize accents; thick local american (and utes, paiute, goshute) tourists too. then receiving the (communion of) light then the deafening pain of rejection recalling the dead departed; the ones who went on with others what can be trusted; the breath, the breath the breath and that time passes leaves traces deliver you at your mountains of sorrow to hike; ascenting; a solitary creature vertiginous as if leisurely slow; dizzying/dismembering sights and abysses, and what else can you do than take it all in; bask in the beauty of being among the living
07.21.2019
; young predator scenting (your) sweat, wooden-bones, rigging & failures (you’ll be ok) to leave & come back there, exposing faults, disillusionments sloughing hopes & desires to claim you skinned remains wounded, somehow. in the logbook: writing down the position of night draws one half of sun, partly overcast: ⌓ — what is your wound?
07.04.2019
(wearing) obscenely lush lavender scent as a space helmet or perhaps hallow upon landing, in the city every cell; all cytoplasm, nucleus and the breath unsure as to why we’re here recalling or summon; the arctic the arctic the arctic
01.16.2018
at havet er i ebbe. så langt tilbage, at der ligger en bleg bræmme af havbund, en ørken af stenformationer nogle steder trækker brændingen lyder af sten over sten med sig. andre er sandet nøgent og tavst — der er en glæde til alle mennesker, der er vildere end havet og ørkenen tilsammen. den findes
12.25.2017
— (i saw) rosy-finches from mid december through march off of cr 196 near lisbon valley, ut. last year. this year an even larger flock daily at the same location, the flock is over two hundred individuals. cr 196 (public road) runs right through latigo windfarm (private property). if anyone is interested in trying for them you can contact me for details
09.09.2017
— clay-colored thrush at the international center, on peach day north of interstate exit. it’s feeding alone, near some other thrushes on the westside of median by the green electrical equipment box they’ve build cup-shaped nests, lined them with mud. they’ve had speckled eggs in their nests. chicks hatching, both parents feeding and raising them. continuing their species through migrating long distances dispersing seeds of endangered plants at new sites, thrushes help eliminate inbreeding and increase the genetic diversity of local ecosystems. her too, without nest
05.12.2017
it took me many tries but i finally got it. i was always there. early until eventides and it never happened but this time it started calling almost as soon as i arrived. i think it goes quiet and hides for a while (and doesn’t seem to respond to calls) — be patient and eventually it will get active. you will meet
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