tube forests
butterflies in permafrost
my floating house
manufactured species
stars in a wind cocoon
nomadic travelers
restored memory
run through a wheat field
hands covered in crusted dough and flour
sixty days, sixty nights
beyond self and loosing self
Archive for the ‘word’ Category
murdered in a forest near Munich
bison frozen in a caldera
on the banks of Tiberias
inside of a heart
black holes

Horrid mountain, VT
rock with a memory
the Earth swallowed him up
what the Sea brought
a blizzard that wears a hunter out
missing time
a 4.4 billion-year-old Zircon crystal
layers of extinction events
the spot marks the grave

© Stanislav Ginzburg
this bitter earth
the year with no summer
a volcano is born in the middle of a farm-field
whale fossils in the desert
amber deposits from deep underground
floating forest in mist
ash rainfall

Kostya, Dover UK 2006
When he became a ghost he was changed into a woman.

Pisac, Peru
inland sea
his heart was in his mouth
the Great God Pan is dead
horse buried under an oak
how we left Fordlândia
he had entered the Great Solitude…

Amazonia
‘rosebell’ is the secret word
kiss of the trolls
Ahab’s whale
flute made out of a bird’s beak
condemned lovers turned into islands
night, day, oblivion, and memory
a place where no one could imagine him, let alone see him
look at the flowers

Gale, Summer 2009
“He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart…”
- Gabriel García Márquez
old mountain
a river with many names
the last Inka
sunset over broccoli fields
120 bodies on Everest
insect in an amber
stress-circles on trees
seashells in the middle of a desert
heart of an ant
mountains that edge the world

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“If humans, three-dimensional beings, can create two-dimensional versions of the things around us, would it be too impossible to assume that four-dimensional beings could make something like a daguerreotype machine of their own, but one that produces not flat, two-dimensional copies of things, but three-dimensional ones?”
– Scarlett Thomas, The End of Mr. Y
