Within 48 hours, the mercury had climbed from mild to sweaty,
falling back perhaps ten degrees as I entered the valley where
a fresh breeze played on the nap of my neck.

The rain gone, downstream a white egret prunes its feathers.
Hemingway became depressed when all he could snare was
fish. While his words may be approaching again, for one
cosmos to make room for another. Under the signs and
motions of what powers, with what materials and marks
will we test for slippage...I'm falling backwards again!

From this angle I see Old Stony Face's profile,
her animal being, we thought we'd left behind.

 

may be approaching: J. Tresch, "Invisible Ark: John Wilkins, from Mercury
to Real Character." Textures of the Anthropocene. Cambridge, MA,, 2015.