dogtrax

A place to gather words before they get lost.

A friend, reaching out, like mycorrhizal networks; supporting, unseen

Each added second - the sprint from Winter Solstice - a slow thaw, unfolds

With each flake, fallen, winter leaves its calling card in the dust of night

for Algo

A thought is a seed, planted to become something surprisingly new

Wrapped out of a coil with a flared shout, the French Horn curves into its sound

One string, hummed and strung; the resin of horsehair bow - like a feather, sings

Drops of rainwater, and drizzle; the kind that fall on outstretched tongue

Shadows beneath snow - the place where summer things go, lost in winter light

Surrenders at last to the visual

— page 166, Context Collapse (A Poem Containing A History Of Poetry) by Ryan Ruby

No single word is worth a thousand images – just decompressed data files filling space between air; where once were poems, there

#ContextCollapse

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Every single thread - a poem of many pieces - frayed and then fragile