Curled like a fern
The distance from here
To far Arcturus

In Mexico,
People become closer
Through the eighth dimension


The concrete surface
Of our city
Expands smoothly


Our cat chases mice
In spaces compact
As her claws

Parallels meeting at infinity
Not before

sound feelings

Light reflected
From a woman's body
Travels in slow, solid curves


In poetic space
The sky-lark is a particle
With a wave-length of delight

On a grey Winter lake
The distance between ducks
Varies considerably

This plowed field
Is an extension
Of my existence

7images for transdisciplinarity

In these poor houses
Out along the line
I am at home
- Joe Brenner




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