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  • Thinking with Remote

    It is sinking in the juniper canyon: remote becomes relative. High country west of Warner Rim: the planet spins as the stones vibrate, I feel this.  Marks made and objects produced, placed, glazed, as I look out about.  Sun rises. Sets. One thing happens. Then another.  Smoke-haze from afar colors the light. Day and night.  Bermed springs spill pools of blue in August heat. Lichens densely yellow, pale green. Pacific Connector towers count the miles from the Columbia River to crystalline L.A.  Night and day. Pause I do.  Thinking with remote. My presence witnessed by a standing forth.  In passing, with no illusions.

    Petroglyphs and Landscapes:  Relative Remote