Perceiving Is The Same As Receiving And It Is The Same As Responding

thought begins as small floral bowls : they hold greens—broccoli stalks,
chopped kale—against Chinese blue
very dark, with a greenish tint:
the way a silence falls to each side

of the knife’s stroke, the colors rhyme
softly and I think, I’ll miss this when I die.
This is how I enter appearances

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