The eye
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The photographs are silent.
That's the thing about them. The silence.
Yet you can hear them
if you listen late at night with the house all quiet
if you listen in the blackness when the band's gone home
if you listen in the breaks
between transmissions
you'll hear them.
Light is nothing. Potential.
Imaginary lines of force.
And light is everything.
Listen to the black-and-white abstraction
Listen to the wink in the colour
Listen to the lucid lines and angles
Listen to the eye
You'll hear them
(For Anton Corbijn)
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A draft by Janet Jackson
Wed Mar 29 23:27:27 WST 2006
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Janet Jackson <[log in to unmask]>
Poems at Proximity:
http://www.arach.net.au/~huxtable/janet/proximity.html
"When one acts in accord with the time, the yang energy
is expansive, like thunder going out of the earth and
rising forcefully into the sky, startling an area of a
hundred miles with its rumble, so that all demons flee.
The life-giving potential continues increasing, and the
earth is always covered with yellow sprouts, the world
blooms with golden flowers. Wherever one may walk,
everywhere is the Tao. No happiness is more delightful
than this." Liu I-ming, trans. Thomas Cleary
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