Curled like a fern
The distance from here
To far ArcturusIn Mexico,
People become closer
Through the eighth dimensionThe concrete surface
Of our city
Expands smoothlyOur cat chases mice
In spaces compact
As her clawsHarmony:
Parallels meeting at infinity
Not beforeLight reflected
From a woman's body
Travels in slow, solid curvesIn poetic space
The sky-lark is a particle
With a wave-length of delightOn a grey Winter lake
The distance between ducks
Varies considerablyThis plowed field
Is an extension
Of my existence
In these
poor houses
Out along the line
I am at home - Joe Brenner
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