The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

The Knife-Edge of Material Production

The Jet d'eau on a peculiar day when the camera breathed and the water
etched the sky. Hello Lausanne, this is earth-speech. O perfection
shearing the hostile air.

We came from water molecule by molecule. In the descent of the stream, we
are transfixed by the further construction of the image. O imaginary
caressing the comforting air.

Generated by Mnemosyne 0.12.