all shall be well all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well julian of norwich

Monday, August 25, 2003

richard long

near a river that grinds thru dwalish
he finds black stones.

near a river that rambles thru alberta
i find grey stones

they are smooth, and in our hands
call place.

one of the rivers ends in the atlantic
and one of the rivers ends in the arctic,

the rocks will sink to the bottom
so we'll send them by air

when we send them 'cross the
waters what will happen ?

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