Thursday, July 05, 2018

Kingfisher assimilation

Charles Olson sits on the
fence near the letter-box,
turquoise frockcoat out-
standing in the early sun-
light. His waistcoat seems
washed out in comparison,
almost stained, but it has
a subtlety of color about it

that one gradually becomes
attuned to. He has changed
somewhat since the last time
I set eyes on him, has become
his own avatar. What has not
changed is the will to change.


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