Earth has gala momentum.
In the past we listened to photographs. They heard our voice speak. Alice, active. What had been distance was memory.
The old camera refused to penetrate the unknown. Its heart was soft, unreliable.
Sound lays the structure. Sound leaks into the future.
last line of "Sound and Structure"
Opened the entrance door,
and make-believe arrived with a doll on its surface
Lived not for pleasure, to hear the cry
in a small coil
And heard through the oak panel—,
amazing to listen to speech by way of adulthood.
To articulate velvet,
without noise or spectacle
the sorrow of falling
into an historical position
Lived not for pleasure, to hear the harp-like
cry in a coil,
to live in an eccentric balloon.
An attempt to get beyond the arrangement,
the vibration of a peculiar touch.
A hint of what was going to be.
Covering and uncovering necessary.
Self pouring out of cloudedness.
from "Blurred Edge"
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