The Monarchs

Noel’s unwavering awareness is so keen and rapt that as it perceives it also exerts pressure on its object, and the image that returns to the gazer arrives metamorphosed. Just as metamorphic rock presents a record of its own creation, existence, and reinvention, Noel’s images and phrases come to us intensely acted upon, but elementally unharmed…

Palimpsest

Flower-bordered river where I fillet the hyacinths, a russian doll of places posing as one place. Halogen me at a horse show in Florida while another juliennes olives for appetizers. A doll slipped in another till all dolls are dull: versions of me with whistles for lips reciting asterisks in the periodic table. Collage of […]