Collage 525

I like when the bits of paper create something unexpected. While I intended this to be something of a landscape, the chopped sentences on the page add the season:

    laced on the snow, end
    first, and so on,
    the joints, as
    bricks of snow

I know this doesn't actually mean anything, but somehow the words feel right here. - Adrienne


Adrienne Wetmore
from page 305-306, volume 2 of original text
collage, India ink
made 5/20/11
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation page 848-849