This room reminds me of words
I have written elsewhere:
'Words lift
I have written elsewhere:
'Words lift
the top layer of ponds
and buds fast forward into unnamed flowers
as large as clouds
that hold all of this
all of this.'
that hold all of this
all of this.'
Photo: Seeing the flowers of Ana Tzarev, Saatchi Gallery, London
Text: Excerpt from Writing in the Dark, page 87 of my book, Something Beautiful Might Happen
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