this morning i went through 191 'drafts' i had in my gmail. what the hell. i have no idea how it happened. i turned around, then four years later ... BOOM. who knows.
at any rate, even though the process was quite arduous i unearthed many delightful items. artists that i once knew of but that had been long since forgotten. love letter to boys i hate (and am glad i did not send). lorca and neruda and hafiz. many things. it was a joyous thing.
one of these ancient artifacts was olaf hajek. please peep game on his site, for it is a treasure trove. he also has a pretty new book out called flowerhead! quite lovely. quite.
a face at the end of the day ...
a bouquet of naked rain
every ray of sun hidden
every fount of founts in the depths of the water
every mirror of mirrors broken
a face in the scales of silence
a pebble among other pebbles
for the leaves last glimmers of day
a face like all the forgotten faces.