Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Passing Through Wisconsin

This while passing through Wisconsin on a recent trip to northern Minnesota:

The earth is still in sepia here, as if in promise of a place for easing into rest. A barn long-ago too tired to stand leans now on the silo once built for winning Heidegger’s war of worlding in defiance of entropy. Miles of quiet, quiet, quiet … grey-blue, blue-grey-purple, purple-red, red-pink-pink-orange, orange-red kissssss on the cheek of the land. Sepia slipping to greyscale and hours to go before I am home.

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