




Michelle Stuart, Events Becalmed, 1969-70, graphite on paper, Plexiglass, plastic cord, wood, paint.
Scraps of moon
bobbing discarded on broken water
but sky-moon
complete, transcending
all violation
Here she seems to be talking to herself about
the shape of a life:
Only Once
All which, because it was
flame and song and granted us
joy, we thought we’d do, be, revisit,
turns out to have been what it was
that once, only; every invitation
did not begin
a series, a build-up: the marvelous
did not happen in our lives, our stories
are not drab with its absence: but don’t
expect to return for more. Whatever more
there will be will be
unique as those were unique. Try
to acknowledge the next
song in its body-halo of flames as utterly
present, as now or never.
–Denise Levertov
A family photo that Apollo 16 pilot Charles Duke left on the surface of the moon in 1972.
There is a loneliness that fills the plain.
Total.
Lunar.
EL RIO DE LA LUNA, REBECCA HORN

anne carson from plainwater

Kiki Smith; Crescent Moon; 2002; plaster and foam; 44 x 79 x 17 inches