safely may be imperishable your
glory escorted through infinite countries be
my darling(open the very secret of hope
to her eyes,not any longer blinded with
a world;and let her heart's each whisper wear
all never guessed unknowable most joy)
faithfully blossoming beyond to breathe
suns of the night,bring this beautiful
wanderer home to a dream called time:and give
herself into the mercy of that star,
if out of climbing whom begins to spill
such golden blood as makes his moon alive
sing more will wonderfully birds than are
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i read this poem and thought of some projects that i have in the works, and one finished piece (Sentinels). the ideas that echo between this poem and the following pieces/ideas is: (dis)location / fear / protection
these will be life-sized cats made of thick wood (to sit on all window sills in a space) painted black
possible title: Guardians of the Universe Sleep
Sentinel (for B.C.) (installed in a studio in Peoria, IL) (photograph by the owner, B.C.)
Sentinel (for N.N.) (installed in a store in Chicago, IL) (photograph by the owner, N.N.)
a shirt left in my car by a hitch-hiker in Germany, embroidery hoop - work in progress
(video still) ocean and clouds - from a downward facing camera on a cross-Pacific flight, filmed off of a monitor
work in progress - perhaps the edited and looped video will be accompanied by a HF (shortwave) radio tuned to WWV or WWVH (which signals and announces universal atomic time)
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