Andrew Joron

THEORY OF THE PAGE

Either a section of sky 
Or a frozen membrane

    the parallelogram 
Bends inside a circle   a white hole
Sexus of pure spirit

A brittle bed 
Framing the star-dript stain

Bird-emissaries 
Flocked in straight rows
    in squares of the walled city

— light in exile 
Among the domes & ziggurats of the Silencing

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