The birds created their own energy. They spoke of displacement, carrying the goods, finding oneself in unusual circumstances, and moving in groups. They gave firsthand evidence: the inevitability of dirt, the accidental seed, the places we have and haven't touched.
Springboarding off that motion, the city sprouted a 40-leaved suburban laurel in the same neighborhood, right next to the lightpole with the acanthus base. This did not happen alone: it needed the thought, the action, the catalyst, the navigator and the stapler.
40 gestures, 40 days, 40 years
Saturday, December 22, 2007
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wishing you the happiest of birthdays. thank you for the 40 blooms, looking forward to the 41?
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