Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Contents
- On Headed Paper
- The Built Environment
- Sub-architecture
- Bernini's Apollo and Daphne
- What Gretel Knows
- Katana
- Where the Swimming Pool Was
- A False Winter
- Tammasmass E'en
- Notes: A Monumental Brass
- Inscription
- Cambridge Primitive
- On Reading the Meaning of ‘Falchion’ in an Encyclopaedia
- Wish You Were Here
- Othona
- Potpourri
- The Animal in Motion
- Cartography for Beginners
- ‘Grasmere Lake’
- The Valley of the Stour with Dedham in the Distance
- The Henry Hudson Bridge
- New Battersea Bridge Nocturnes
- Wet Season
- Lecture
- Objection!
- A Stretch of River
- Difference
- Building
- The Egyptologist
- Cockle Shell Beach, Low Tide
- Labour
- Daphnia; or, The Water Flea
- In Praise of Pollen
- Four Seasons, St Giles Cripplegate
- Notes and Acknowledgments
Bernini's Apollo and Daphne
- Frontmatter
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Contents
- On Headed Paper
- The Built Environment
- Sub-architecture
- Bernini's Apollo and Daphne
- What Gretel Knows
- Katana
- Where the Swimming Pool Was
- A False Winter
- Tammasmass E'en
- Notes: A Monumental Brass
- Inscription
- Cambridge Primitive
- On Reading the Meaning of ‘Falchion’ in an Encyclopaedia
- Wish You Were Here
- Othona
- Potpourri
- The Animal in Motion
- Cartography for Beginners
- ‘Grasmere Lake’
- The Valley of the Stour with Dedham in the Distance
- The Henry Hudson Bridge
- New Battersea Bridge Nocturnes
- Wet Season
- Lecture
- Objection!
- A Stretch of River
- Difference
- Building
- The Egyptologist
- Cockle Shell Beach, Low Tide
- Labour
- Daphnia; or, The Water Flea
- In Praise of Pollen
- Four Seasons, St Giles Cripplegate
- Notes and Acknowledgments
Summary
A statue in the Villa Borghese, Rome
I fooled the sculptor—thinking he could
catch my undying trick. How did I
become a container and pour myself into it
at the same time? I flowed from marble,
I flowed back into it.I'll endure, perpetually
tightening the tiny gimbals in each
foliated fingertip. Staying still is unceasing,
always becoming: girl, god, stone, tree, sculptor.
And these who come to stand, circle, stand—
do they know they have forgotten themselves
a moment too long? Moments are large as villas,
parks, mythologies, centuries of Art. Thoughts
run through me like a fountain, water in constant
escape—which is no escape.
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- The Built Environment , pp. 4Publisher: Liverpool University PressPrint publication year: 2018