- From Tasting Every Horizon
‘The poem as light forming over ice’
-Gabriel Adams
‘Space is not the setting (real or logical) in which things are arranged, but the means whereby the position of things becomes possible.’
-Maurice Merleau-Ponty
IX
At this moment, we huddled in the shadows—a wet leaf gleamed on your ear, and we gathered the sky into our hands, between air and stone; when our breath joined, a garden of dreams formed.
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Curved landscape of the lightdrop, ephemeral in spring’s knell; feeling it—a touch found between the space of a brushstroke, endless spirit of atmosphere, like mist. [End Page 230]
Christian Bancroft is a fourth-year student majoring in English at Texas A&M University in College Station.