Showing posts with label Equinox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Equinox. Show all posts

24 September 2025

Lake Ephemeral

The persistence even in the 21st-century of the belief that medieval people thought that the world was flat is hard to explain; it certainly isn't based on evidence, because there isn't any. 

—John Haywood

Rock stacks on rim are contemporary hunting blinds (above & below) with triangular openings for rifle barrel sighting and firing.  
Pronghorn need water daily, so will come to this lake playa early.
Pronghorn can detect any movement for over a mile away and will dash-run when alarmed. Pronghorn season was a week in August in this region; photos September.
ANDY 1929 above a serpentine petroglyph.
Below, the beholding one.

CODA

… And the dust-maker sun, alkaline

over a wound-scouring wind, sees to it

the flowers seed but leave no green sign.


This seascape of stone, its beige & grey stretched exposed 

ten hundred thousand winters, recorcds

no events but those of rocks: WE EXPLODED—


announcing it in a seared continuous cry


to the vastness of empty unlistening

others call sky.

—Marie Ponsot

22 September 2022

What Does Lizard Know? 4

On the scales of your life, give as much to forgetting as to remembering. Watch for their point of equilibrium. 

 — Juan Ramón Jiménez


Lizard knows evennight; the glimpsed light, the unblinking dark.


Equinox. The crevice, crack, disappearing, mirroring an appearing; equilibrium?


Twinning between worlds, Lizard/s consider/s mythtime/s. Know they weren’t heroes, won’t be.  


Lizard eyes forgetting of stone, gazes, remembering bone.


No heroes, only the here, and the gone.




Lizard dreams the before, and after
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