[Abstract]
This shape, so immediately a bird, though we may call the shape something else,
a blur or grace, prompts us to ask if we are formed to hunt the shape, identify
the shape for our own protection, name the shape to put the shape in its place
thus making ourselves feel clever. This so obviously bird has sky and trees, it’s
one of us we could say, though ‘March’ the title of this abstract seems
enigmatic. The March of Time? The Italian Marches? The month in-between? We
will never explain away their bright eye, patterned feathers, little eggs,
lift-off…
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