Original Text: 
Apostrophes V: Never Born Except within the Other. Ottawa: BuschekBooks, 2003: 13.
1Where we are, aspects of God are everywhere. They are not seen,
2no more than dust upon a chair, its knowledge close upon our hands,
3a knowledge that will never cross the mind, forgotten grass we walk
4upon, but if it has the shape of thought, what is the thought that we
6from our sleep and in its waking gazes on itself, a thing
7of bone and flesh and light that makes an order of the world? We
8do not think, but we are thought among its possibilities,
9visions of the snow that take us by surprise, a snow about
10to flower, breaths of air unsure, a space of snow invisible
11between the words we speak, a silence big with birth upon our lips
12that says us as it says whatever else might come to mind -- the grass,
13the dust or chair -- and so we come to be in temporalities
14of us and of whatever we are of, the snow in syllables.


5] Syntactically compact: perhaps, "the we [that] we say [that] we are[, is it] a syntax that ..." (where "a syntax" is parallel to "a thing"). Back to Line
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RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
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