Saturday, November 18, 2017

Extraordinary Discourse 356


Interoperable Ideas




And I admire the way they grow right through fences, nothing
stops them, it’s called inosculation: to unite by openings, to connect
or join so as to become or make continuous, from osculare,
to provide with a mouth, from osculum, little mouth.
Sometimes when I’m alone I go outside with my big little mouth

Epistemology
Catherine Barnett
poem-a-day




...and speak to the trees as if I were a birch among birches.