23 July 2007. Gray everywhere dawn, sound of gray doves under the eaves, lapping gray edges of pool. The Chinese painters began with the eye--always the eye--center of the universe in the eye of a bird. Sandhill cranes, gathered by the thousands in delta fields, late autumn light, furrows half-submerged... Zywot Mateusza...Life of Mateusz, "o duszy dziecka...," on the soul of a child...
Insistent voices now just behind, insistent stories, too-details of the neighborhood, also insistent. A busy-body, that's the word. Shopping cart filled with papers, cans, caps, bottles, all insistent--noise of the town, a discordant mottle...an insistent smile...
Villon, Po Chü-i, Tu Fu...
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