“Destination” by Carol Novack

The opening section of Destination by Carol Novack:

On the hill, there is an easel holding a painting of a town. You are always traveling to the town, but whenever you think you’ve arrived, there is nothing but stones, statutes and indigestible bread. You return to the painting. You wonder if there’s a detail you’ve missed, a clue that will help you find the town. You let your eyes be deceived. They are connected to your heart with its longing to nest; you are possessed with owning. You lose your perspective again and again, wanting perspective, you are cursed.

The entire prose poem / flash may be read hereThe Diagram (5.4).


~ by samofthetenthousandthings on January 4, 2012.

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