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Forest of the wild manimal – or, The psychic space the artist projects well beyond the eyes
If we don’t know what mix this is – we don’t –
we don’t stay but follow for where she’s left,
our cavity of wild becomes the world, but what
kind of world will it be?
For Anne Forest, and for Annegien Schilling
Lower your heavens, come down to us

Somewhere in Utah
This mountain trail
is like the highway we took
to get to it.
Stick to it and you’re safe:
people come a’whistling,
a thousand thick
on the thread of life.
But off it there’s nobody.
Just wolves and desert
and waste and wild.
