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"GAUSSIAN SPACE"
Nothing estranges a river more Than its split out to sea. The undercurrent roars Past steelhead and salmon, Past shorelines of kelp and Seabrush, through city and Town to a time, still As the constellation's rim They trace. And air tangible like Steam trails forest into ocean as All movement becomes mass. The Gaussian space of assumed bodies, The rhizome between layers Of spirit and mind, current and past. And we are pied by a moon to its Shiny lure at bottom. Take flight In the migration of form to symbol, Life to state. Hold Nature distributed like stars In the palm of our face. By David Sutherland David's work has appeared in The Hollins Critic, The Northern Michigan Journal, The American Literary Review and The Reader (Oxford University). David serves as lead editor for a publication called Recursive Angel and has published a collection entitled "Between Absolutes" available by illiterati of Alexandria, VA. © 1998 All Rights
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