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STUART COOKE


Ribbons of Preconception


Lumpy, reactive minds, we’re
drawn to things because in them we find
drawings of ourselves or, at least,

within them we find what we have already drawn.
Starlight: (you choose) a pin’s spark, or space closed
to a point. The coastal breeze: a soft touch

or some last, pathetic tremor. It’s multi-
sensual, yes, because we know sound and taste
still come from the things we believe we will see

or will just miss, believing
we could have seen them. In a glance
we’re cast off: a spear through atmosphere; a roo

struck, flattening a termite mound. To them we
return, to these things we’ve already seen.