Words for Empty and Words for Full

This, that needs to be done

26 This, that needs to be done Woods the dirt take to the full bucket of the? Woods they not. More of the blistered shovel. More of the hours of bend to the bucket of take. Lower now, how the Earth sits upon itself, this smell of perhaps birth the closer one to death. A hole has asides. Bucket of woods, body sun up and sun down. You: mover and moved. Woods the full of dirt to take. Now less than was. You’ve made a hole has insides. You have insides. You are a whole other system of what might be done. Shore up the adores: staves of water, lattice of prayer flags, the wind doting on devotion. Cement the pour. Stock the blocks. Come sun, come moon, this take, this eat of dirt to the woods, the bucket full of you are doing, how perfectly you fit the glove of these minutes. No “as if,” no “like.” Is. The is of filling your life with your life. How good the tired of feels feels. Then sleep. Then rise and again. Until some done is done. There you are, with neither ladder in or out. So you make that, but first the tools that will, first the bend of your hands to the shape of the tools. To hold. The hold a request to be held by the fit of simply one thing to another, you one among. hicok pages i-120.indd 26 1/7/10 3:23 PM ...