Sunday, November 13, 2011

Masterclass of the gorilla---a Triassic poem in pictures

Setting the trap

to let fly.

A delicate step

to bridge the distance.

Over nothing.

This time we turn it on its head, Gorilla.

Parrying with gravity on a rock, supinated.
To set,
and settle,
and then let fly again... all day long:
Masterclass of the gorilla. Then we had tea.

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