A horn of plenty folded into . . . what? It's a shift of sorts, Peter, yet still very much what I tend to expect from you, visually. Derridean folds made manifest? Or is it that the flying carpet has crumpled up above a landscape it never meant to arrive at? Doug On 30-Mar-07, at 11:41 PM, Peter Ciccariello wrote: > I am home to all my marking > distance<http://www.cgi7.com/peterimages/I-am-home-to-my-all- > marking.jpg> > Douglas Barbour 11655 - 72 Avenue NW Edmonton Ab T6G 0B9 (780) 436 3320 http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/ Latest book: Continuations (with Sheila E Murphy) http://www.uap.ualberta.ca/UAP.asp?LID=41&bookID=664 No poem is intended for the reader, no picture for the beholder, no symphony for the listener. Walter Benjamin