antistudy
these days suggest economy
10 to six five & a half days;
read widely but with sycophant
calculation in order ‘not to fail’
this, don’t sit too long on this bench
construing politics from sunshine—
now that language is the subject of your
ambits it’s difficult to imagine basic
ideas of sitting outside and
absorbing (let alone projecting) an
unmediated air, say leaves scattering
orange-yellow patches of consciousness at your feet—
back to the books!? trailing an elusive
configuration of fingertips and pupils,
answering each condition
with a different arrangement of
black and white
***
no this landscape looks broken:
i see it in text
fragments of bare hills, shadowy poplars or
stray eucalypts, sun withdrawing its final
slants from the already freezing air
sullen i leave late,
watching the day self-erase
against the vanishing campus
i see it described,
this landscape. it looks broken but
i see it, only because i’ve seen it before.
