Inside Tallgrass Prairie
My whole theory about art is the disparity
that exists between form, masses, and movement.
—Alexander Calder, 1962
as though that exists between form, masses, and movement.
—Alexander Calder, 1962
the spaces
between clumps between
deergrass spikes
must
have always
been there
lying with leaf-fall
in the scrub-gray field
deadstill unseen
not
the stab & rustle
trampled stalks
a scent of crush
but as though
inside nothing
something
could give breath make room
for the unperceived
the unexpected
call it want desire
without
wild wind or heat
©2017 Judith Pacht
