( cardmember, 6-9-09 / via )

Blue Fire with Musical Harmony.

"Let us seem to speak
Or they will think us dead, revive us.
Nod brightly, Hour.
Rescue us from rescue."

--Laura (Riding) Jackson

Interpenetrating cube-arrays on an invisible trampoline.

"SNOW-BED

Eyes, world-blind, in the fissure of dying: I come,
callous growth in my heart.
I come.

Moon-mirror rock-face. Down.
(Shine spotted with breath. Blood in streaks.
Soul forming clouds, close to the true shape once more.
Ten-finger shadow, clamped.)

Eyes world-blind,
eyes in the fissure of dying,
eyes eyes:

The snow-bed under us both, the snow-bed.
Crystal on crystal,
meshed deep as time, we fall,
we fall and lie there anbd fall.

And fall:
We were. We are.
We are one flesh with the night.
In the passages, passages."

--Hamburger's Celan

Bone blanket.