Artists and physicists may argue whether or not black is a color, a shade or even the absolute absence of color itself. But the iconic artist Mark Rothko doesn’t see black as any of these single, narrow definitions.
The literary accompaniment to The Suburbs is found almost too perfectly in William Faulkner’s 1950 Nobel Prize acceptance speech, in which he declared the...
Shadow Selfie
Projected onto shalebut rooted in this planet,we long to countervailthe weight of sandstone, granite,and metamorphic rocks.We welcome paradox.
Our presence is a maskagainst the...
Collections
My childhood collectionsstamps from every countryplaced neatly in a booktiny porcelain cats in a boxand stories about their livesthat made sense
Fifty years later, I...
Wish to Be Wind
Two men come,With man-built instruments;They laid on the groundTarps, big, blue, stretchedCanvases collect whatwas left of this year's trees.
Brown blankets breakWet...
