Place a clock on a shelf for a least two weeks
Look at the clock and trust that it knows time
Allow life to continue, forget about the clock but continue to glance its way: make sandwiches, fill glasses with water, scatter and gather toys
One night, remove the clock
You will find yourself turning your head and searching for the time
The clock wants to get back up on the shelf but is locked in the closet
Now the missing clock wants your gaze
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Maybe the poem can be
the prints skittering across the snow-skinned yard
and the wondering about the small body who produced them
The melting artifact with the teeming forest breathing in its ear
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