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Sunday, October 31, 2021

Andrew Zawacki

 

Into the Field: Andrew Zawacki




[Grayscale breath on a fluid...]


Grayscale breath on a fluid
field, with lo-fi
                 rainpatter—petrol blue—,
                                a 60-watt sun uns
-crewed from the
woebegone sky: rip-
                              ­rap & coal slurries,
       dragline & loess, what phosphor
-us is a semaphore
for, silklike
                       in its acoustic shadows
                             louver away, or stay
when I move:
figures astray from the mercury
                        dark—shatterproofless,
                                   shutterproofless,
image noise
stressing each contour to
                                                    strass—
                         as if the margins were
swarming with
centers, or cinders
                                           —"Ecchoes
                                           to the Eye" —
or Cinderella's slipper
blown of poly­-
                                      vinyl butyral
                             & laminated glass


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