S T U D I O

What would a word be if the world were not in a fair way inspiring the imagination. Regard the fine complexity of materials which, in the fuller seasons, bloom.

Far back of the mysterious --beyond knowing -- universal and inhaling --there are times of peace and, through particulars, those which soldier a precarious responsiveness --that engage.

Though whole comes through leaving the particulars behind --I would notice the true. Would reach for ease and a generosity . . . . not give up the slight passing by of instance --surely long in coming.