"... and ennui, the silent spider, was weaving its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart." -Flaubert
This weekend held some overwhelming emotional brutality: thinking about these birds gave me some respite-
on Wrentits (Chamaea fasciata) "... unusual among songbirds, they mate for life and are virtually inseperable. They often sleep together on a branch, blending into a single ball of feathers."
-Verna R. Johnston California Forests and Woodlands: A Natural History
Stolen Poem- lines lifted from texts read:
The murk
has no shape
or pattern
except when carved by light.
where murk,
between,
metaphoric
space-defining
fires form
clarity
this order,
this intricate life