Word-Patches

Posted on January 14, 2013 by

In the spirit of seeing with new eyes (and of seeing not the tree but the insects filling the air between the tree and I) I’ve made blackout poems out of some pages from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (Ch. 2, Seeing, which is my favorite). It’s a place I never tire of revisiting. Sorry they are sideways, friends.

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