Consider Notby Tresha Faye Haefner
April 1, 2011
the futility of coins, the space between electron clouds. Think of the heaviness of atoms. Their deep harmonious weight in the body. All winter you wear your wool coat. Drink coffee. Watch how the hills gather their fists full of mist. The sun setting and rising on the underside of clouds. In this place children chew buttons. Fog lifts from the trees. You drink your coffee and set it down like an anchor in the wood. It’s clank is a note rising from the opera who’s rhythm never ends, who’s beginning is the world.