A kaleidoscopic net woven of words

A Net of Momentary Sapphire offers three closely related poetic sequences, random rearrangements of a poignant but obsessively recurrent source text – streams of consciousness in which no stable self can be elucidated. A broken long poem, this singular net is an interrogation of the aftermath of twentieth-century modernism, looking both backwards and forwards – an eternal return.

Once again & innumerable times again

the required solitude, renunciation, strange

curtained doubt artifice all jewelled

& after this

silent time, these days

& nights in desert

dry country, dry thoughts

—from “The foretaste of a vision but never the vision itself”