As a sign that there is no folding

By: Kathryn Gessner

The wish to forge an antelope’s desert
or to hold a jackrabbit with the eye
or to make just one rainbow stay all day –
The ground brightens and the vessel opens
with longing for wisdom, and getting just
nothing but pine cones outside my cabin–

I have set my chair in the sandy creek
to cool my feet until they cool all through,
suffered mosquitoes to watch the moon rise
over the garden. Then dug the weeds up,
their piles discarded the way a mind wants.

Still, when I wake among the sheets at first
avenue of consciousness, there is your
mind there, and the need to touch you again.

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Opening

By: Kathryn Gessner

It happens like dew
accumulating, invisible
                                                  in between the greening —
grasslike wishes combine

                                                     with what must be done
                                                the worldly walk to make sense
                                                            of all the wishes
all the touching that must

continue like moment by moment breath
                                           expansion, the lung taking air,
                                   the arms flung toward a knowing thrust–

everything will be alright, every thing
                                      in its place, time will tell, all the ice
                                     will melt into the vision that it’s true
at least for now
                                                       love is possible.

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Refolded

By: John Emil Vincent

Just
some.

Temporary,
clear.

Dusk, you
see.

Water, it
does.

Gold
rests in

hands.

In the dusk,
in water:

hands.

Between,
rushing over would.

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Instructions for Folding

By: Michael Snediker

rushing over would
see
you

in the the dusk

it does

in,
autumn
as would

gold hands
as would

in water rushing

like some as
some

clear foil

between temporary
rests in

some
some just

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The Sheets of November

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OP. IV PAVANE POUR CALLA LILY

A two-channel video installation featuring a scroll of two-column text, written by Andrew Colarusso, with visuals and animation by Andrew Rosinski, and music by Matt Walsh of The Forms and The Desert Fathers. The piece is an endless two-screen loop.


For full quality click here: OP. IV PAVANE POURE CALLA LILY ☁
written by: Andrew Colarusso
visuals: Andrew Rosinski
music: Matt Walsh
duration: three-minute infinite loop
release year: 2010

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Eggshells

By: Monica Wendel


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Instructions For Folding

By: Anne Carson and Robert Currie

water rushing over rocks
as you would say see that cloud
it is as you would buy gold in the mail
what the dusk does it does one thing
have the cornstalks personify autumn
some in, some out
have the cornstalks personify autumn
it is as you would buy gold in the mail
have hands like young birds
it is as you would buy gold in the mail

water rushing over rocks
have your river like a glass falling infinitely on the inside
salute
some in, some out
it is as you would buy gold in the mail

a single sheet of paper
water rushing over rocks
some carnal, some clear
gold foil
between two trees is draped a temporary home

salute
a small bird placed inside your vest
a small bird placed inside your vest
femur rests in pelvis
some Saint Genet types, some just cruel

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