The buzz of ripening
bits of zeroes
bursting mineral energy
fires the story
to hammer and forge nothing
into sight and sound:
visions, intonations
of the eternal.
Words foraging the world
make a point of view
people the near and far
with thinking, feeling,
imagination:
a kind of enchanted movement
through the landscape revealed
in the bright light of speech.
Learning to Talk
17 Sunday May 2026
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