IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND WHAT IS SET FORTH THEREIN

Monday, August 28, 2006

CHILD OF THE WILLOWS - FOR STAN BRAKHAGE


Frame follows frame of

Purest flaming prairie of

Infuriating earth

From shelterbelt

Saw sprockets

At field edge

Nothing forlorn for

acres

Across a plain colored by commerce

Whispers from the bleeding ears of

Kansas

Crash crop of the nameable

Crowing across cowed pasture

A commodity is a sometimes thing

A house that substitutes for speech


No lacunae

In story space



Cell after painted cell

Daily rushes of flourishing corn



Flickering poetics

1 comment:

Tom Beckett said...

Love this. "Crash crop of the nameable," in particular.