Thursday, March 17, 2011

A Quiet Skin

"Thinking has a quiet skin. But I feel the break and fled of things inside it.
    Blue hills most gentle in calm light, then stretches of assail
And ransack. Such tangles of charred wreckage, shrapnel-bits
    Singling and singeing where they fall. I feel the stumbling gait of what I am,
The quiet uproar of undone, how to be hidden is a tempting, violent thing—
    Each thought breaking always in another.

All the unlawful elsewheres rushing in."

by Laurie Sheck

Photography by, Masao Yamamoto.

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