By Rae Armantrout
These brown piles
of stubble
hills
have failed.
They should be more
•
It should be difficult
but not impossible
to transmute
latitude
into a thought
a god could
hold.
•
Barred light:
dunes coming on
and on.
•
The eye, yes,
must move
to prevent
blank spots
from making themselves
known.
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I had to get my eyes dilated on Tuesday (it was supposed to be last week, but my eye doctor was out with the flu so I only had the flashing-lights test that day), which always leaves me with blurred vision and a bit of a headache. I got Paul to drop me off while he went to Safeway so I didn't have to deal with the bigger headache of driving home with my eyes crossed, but I got nothing done in the afternoon and I'm only now seeing clearly.
Temperatures were in the mid-60s, a record-setting, gorgeous day, so we took a walk in the woods in the late afternoon. After dinner we watched The Flash, which has got to let Iris save herself (or at least move to L.A., duh), then I couldn't face Agents of SHIELD so we caught up on the crazy brilliance of The Young Pope. Here are some photos from Longwood Gardens last summer during the Klip Collective's Nightscape light show:
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