And even this is not about me. Not the lightning-struck boy that melted from mountain into river and emptied eventually into open sea, not the absent siblings he drew in the margins of notebooks to resemble the heroes and demons he feared battling himself, not love’s fluid arc from unquenchable fire to empty language and … Continue reading
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Travelogue — John Sibley Williams
No matter the stark snow-capped descriptions, the foreign rivers that become through language any river, your river, the unpronounceable city that is your home, what do you expect to learn about here with there distanced twofold— eye and word? Life is a page that remembers only itself— still I will try to give you a … Continue reading
Two Poems for Frank Lloyd Wright — John Sibley Williams
1. Material origin: essential in constructing the authentic body authentically. Angles: as space must diverge from form regardless, and in opposition define harmony. Structure: a home begins as dream, begins air, as content that needs something to fill. Hands: mold the air earthward. 2. Had we not remade the world into … Continue reading