Does language hover between my nerve endings and the world, or is language my skin itself?
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
flickr Earth Mosaic 2009
To commemorate Earth Day, I took this photograph for the flickr Earth Mosaic 2009 - the street that I live on. Nothing special about the photo, but it is home.
¨The street where you live¨, sounds like a great show tune. Oh yeah, it is! Looks lovely, Brenda. I wish I could stroll down it with you to a nearby park, chatting all the while about artists, writers, dancers, musicians, new performance possibilities, your projects, my projects, and this special street where you live.
¨The street where you live¨, sounds like a great show tune. Oh yeah, it is! Looks lovely, Brenda. I wish I could stroll down it with you to a nearby park, chatting all the while about artists, writers, dancers, musicians, new performance possibilities, your projects, my projects, and this special street where you live.
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