“A RUSHED ACCOUNT OF THE DEW I who can blink to break the spell of daylight and what a sliding screen between worlds is a blink I who can hear the last three seconds in my head but the present is beyond me listen in this tiny moment of reflexion I want to work out what it's like to descend out of the dawn's mind and find a leaf and fasten the known to the unknown with a liquid cufflink and then unfasten to be brief to be almost actual oh pristine example of claiming a place on the earth only to cancel”
Book:Falling Awake
