Oct 28, 2012 | Poetry
I go traveling out into the big, people-world—
my expanded earth-self—
hear accents and languages,
feel ways of perceiving that produce sounds and patterns.
The patterns come into me and change me
and I see my old limits and my possibilities. . .
Oct 22, 2012 | Uncategorized
I think of two landscapes—one outside the self, the other within. The external landscape is the one we see—not only the line and color of the land and its shading at different times of the day, but also its plants and animals in season, its weather, its geology, the record of its climate and evolution.
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