A kind of wee allusive essay, Bill. I like the ‘rake hard surfaces’ line, but feel a whiff of the lecture hall…
Doug
On Jul 7, 2015, at 4:04 PM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Driving behind cars, you see them clearly,
> ranged across glossy duco on boot lids.
> Finger marks. As if some brute tune
> were to be wrung from mere metal.
> Where once a centrally positioned
> handle sucked all hands to its chrome vortex,
> now boot slamming begins flathandedly
> from anywhere along that closing rim.
>
> Once you'd be roared at for touching
> any such fine surface, metal or glass.
> Now fingers glide for hours over iPads,
> phones. We rake hard surfaces, seeking no
> handle. We get up close and contiguous.
> Reflections diminish as on we blur.
>
> bw
Douglas Barbour
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Done in by creation itself.
I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too.
The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books?
We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming?
Robert Kroetsch.
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