Stones by George Quasha
Stones
Stones are only visiting us
here in the realm ofperception.
They have a time
deeper than time.
They sing
quiet. They hold
space open
for shadows
and tilt the continuity
of the empty view.
They point
in the direction of around
and about
but not for
anyone. They long
for their unborn selves —and lean
against thought.
No feeling is at home amongthem.
No touch touches
except itself.
The stone is sleeping
as wide
as awake
and takes away the need tostay
too long.
—George Quasha
George Quasha is a poet, publisher, artist, and musician. He explores any media for the principles he finds that are in common within language. A formidable presence, he has been at the centre of intellectual life the USA or many years.
This work is featured in the published book, Axial Stones: An Art of Precarious Balance, Foreword by Carter Ratcliff (North Atlantic Books: Berkeley, 2006).
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