Herbier, and: Gnomon, and: Sponges, True and Probable, and: Lichen Association, and: Buds

Herbier

And quiet strangelystruggled into, move aroundto see where it has fit, thencan't it? Turning up a truculentpart—Viola odorata—you haven'tunderstood it as a symmetry, quitethe opposite, the funged leaf floatsand scrolls from its base, and finernear the petal-head, almost double-tubular, an outride stem hasrooted tothe rule of the plate, yetpossibleto find going intoan aperture somethingslenderer than—stay with melittle textual intervalstabbed with a stemghost-stem, scrying underthe packed and fibrous scalescomposing the "cone."The leaves are cordate and the budthe bud taken sideways isa toy blue—viola, agréable—bowed free but being stillfor the subtler hand that made theeno one made thee

Gnomon

Slow chains of the richeningawkward outwardgrowth and changeto have livedjointedly throughthe fluid binding stills of oldsandstone—fish, fishy fans, buddedloaf-like discoids andthe otherwise"gauche spiral in space"something to have seen yourselfwhether alteredbackwardsteeply bornecobbled under wavesof white sediment—split, botched, offthe strict integralline ofthoughtprone to—

Sponges, True and Probable

Calcareous crinolinewhat's unwound in

gone soft partsprobably didn't give enough

I want to make upmy love's lover's leaf

of white scurfpossibly only

for a whilesubtended the primordial

bud it wasslunk just before

crystallized bibbings offthe flawed stalk

bad at this becauseit's hard to be

"in it" they sayfor any stay

astride the clarifyingruddy scrolling spicule-sprigging

thingsplendidest bastion

Lichen Association

Something is speakingin the language oforange areolesin the manner ofblack plaques andsilvery-gritted miniatureBritish soldiers orare they spiders' flagonsone must imaginethe thrill and eclipse bothwhen something is deliveredin the tenor ofvelvet tripes trenchingthe squalid rockthings that blanch over itmessages rampantrestrictiveness heyyou have to listenin the impress betweenpassages thatched ofbiogeochemicalrealities something ispitching in an effort toextenuate to somehowexpand on the tangiblesynthesis "rare andhardly gotten"don't you realizethe implications ofmind-blowing barehorizontals wheresomeone alwaysvanishing trespassingis.

Buds

torsions of, rubyspiked colonies underthe peoniesmeatier thanimagined points turned upat the specializingends even where you findthe need to move onmore of a reddishpink toward the terminalsflocking and hobblingseveral gnarled shotstall for a crabapplemoreoveryou cannot knowhow one gives on another"impressions of" keencounter-factionindicators ofsomething forfeiting deeplyforfeited fora round incominginterrupted bucksthe whole fringeattending itseems I've seen that allbefore it shambles downsome vague nodemessing it, thoughquite a unityundergirds the sharpchartreuse momentsdone alone