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Historical Act
| It's easy to see the family crowded round the cognitive radio Seeking an image slid from symbols It's harder to see the symbols of images In the glyphs of sudden change Amidst the early fractions Of the existence of the universe Amidst the latest flickering Video Where continuity lines the thin black forms Of sigma Theta and delta You can see the pictures borne in mine as they listen You can see the pictures die Given all at once too early Given all at once once too easily Yet see the light of new image Curling up beside the cortical hearth Spreading warmth of hidden once thought From form to force to join Fear the death of the cello In the sparking embrace of the sample Fear the death of canvas, pigment daubed in an act of the cave Fear the questions of ownership, origin, surface over depth And you'll close the net to culmination Miss the ultimate parallel Historical Act. 1994 |