Some poems from the 2013 Archives
#1. Invitation “I knew too that through them I knew too that he was though, I knew too that he threw them. I knew too that they were through, I knew too I knew too, I knew I knew them.” “ If you can see why she feel that she kneels if you can see why he knows that he shows what he bestows, if you can see why they share what they share, need we question that there is no doubt that by this time if they had intended to come they would have sent some note of such intention.” Many others did go and there was a sacrifice, of what shall we, a sheep, a hen, a cock, a village, a ruin, and all that and then that having been blessed let us bless it.” - Gertrude Stein, Idem the Same – Let Us Describe ...