II. Refleurir à la frange [de la conscience]

II. Refleurir à la frange [de la conscience]

Our consciousness rarely registers the beginning of a growth within us any more than without us: there have been many circulations of the sap before we detect the smallest sign of a bud. –George Eliot’s Silas Marner, The Weaver of Raveloe (1861)

Le vierge, le vivace et le bel aujourd'hui
Va-t-il nous déchirer avec un coup d'aile ivre
Ce lac dur oublié que hante sous le givre
Le transparent glacier des vols qui n'ont pas fui! –Mallarmé's Le Cygne (1885)


Our vision retained what were likely perturbations of waking—Abiding what might entail
The Stone-pits tread overawed from overlooking habits curbed by her hair’s gathering furze
No sooner fixing maritime nitrogen, than the situation begins fine-combing kernels uncovered by fire
By an incendiary of the Lantern Yard—Forward-thinking, nearby, an escaped child in the distemper
Of daylight, whose boot spreads the hoof-print; a boat among the marsh horsetail of Peter Doig’s
Grande Rivière (2000-1); rain (instant) for the next 24-36 hours goes unobserved, as does most linen manufacture, with the strangler fig’s rise—Catharanthus roseus,

The Madagasy periwinkle crumbles alternatives, of vinca alkaloids up until target microtubules spin migration from opposite ends—Sub-species roseus,
Greater flamingo; on occasion, Scarlet ibis, mark the flyover to Trinidad—Kriket (Grasshopper) (1998); however sugar plantations might entail
Lesser subsidies, since Napoleonic wars, to the garden fenced with stones on two sides, where purple foxglove is no longer burdened by the perspicacity of pending cures—Peter Doig
Unseals these spaces, as Matisse motored to Trivaux Pond (1917)—Burnished fore-wings; the flying shuttle of limbs hallow rarefactions among the furze—
Far from the vertical garden city of Peter Stamm’s Seven Years (2009), and the troubadour Bishop sympathetic to Catharism, Folquet de Marseilles, of Paradiso IX.96, is marked by me, as I was marked by it, in the most circular orbit of Venus, whose belt is a ring of fire—
At the signal of the approaching car, the house, and trajectory of our oscillations of distemper

The further we have come sowing starlight, by the fear of dowsing for it, where, as has been suggested, an ichneumon lays its eggs—The distemper
Frieze of snow hidden beneath later plasters—Frozen in the woods, behind (Briey) Concrete Cabin (1947-1952; 1996); Buckminster Fuller’s sunsight and sunclipse, whose 34-arcminute deferral is most keenly felt in winter, repairs the blanching nevus roseus
Momentarily, on the resident faces of La Cité Radieuse—Marching on the frozen lake, for another self-confrontation, of Blotter (1993); again, In Reflection (What does your soul look like) (1996)—There, is the re-encountered lichen, Cladonia cristatella, which will not make British soldiers, the fire-red
Spores, until algae enjoin them—Le Poème de l'Angle Droit (1955), and Le Corbusier’s Modulor along the golden section, whose margins it entails
To focus—Robert Hookes’s Micrographia (1665) scanned flax fiber appearing like flawed horn or glass; unshattered by small pulls or concussions, and strongest when wet—Peter Doig’s
Cass Estate, or Red House (1995-6); whose blood claims to these wastes off turnpikes, with emptying stables and orchards, were made for early spring furze

To fodder and to fill the hives—Burnt Norton’s in the mud / Clot the bedded axle-tree (1934-36); in the approach of furze

On fallow pasture, an endophyte produces vinblastine, vincristine, cultured from root hairs of the purest flower, from which an immortal line of fungus amends, as the distempered

Underpass for the wildlife of the Don Valley Parkway is freshly coated, but for Country-rock (wing-mirror) (1999)—Another early canvas, pieced as a Japanese folio, or a contemporary parka, Peter Doig

Refitted into his oeuvre, Ski Jacket (1994)—After foragers of C. roseus,

Entrances are more often problematic coming from that simple, untaught state of mind in which the form and the feeling have never been severed—How then, from the next printed vascular network it fires
Jung's gold from the shadow; blessed Chance never delivered—Scythes down, and buried, toward the ardors calling from Night Playground (1997), by an upbringing that entailed

Clearance from biological precedents, whose feelings were a matter for less than a ghost, with ashes that entail

Some distribution—In the root beds, to bear this silence, with the slightest prop of a photograph, to which is added the other novel closing on Bonfire Night (1878), of the native, who sets about furze-cutting,

Blinded to the thorns of his lack of ambition, slays the women in his life—Perhaps, most palpable on this cusp of a decade, is overfired
Glazing; Le Corbusier, from La Cité de Refuge (1929-33), subsequently avoided south-facing rooms—Returning to our proprietary Marseille near the cemetery; highlighted with distemper
A 6 x 23 single, for a child, among 23 designs; all of which proclaim a balcony for cultivars christened, “cooler” or “icy”—Amenities assemble into a cabinet of curiosities; walls, where Peter Doig’s

Music of the Future (2000-7) is hanging, after L’Eclisse (1962), the discovery of family in the lavatory—The meadow is researched in vain; for the basement laboratory of the dimer-ido-alkaloid of C. roseus

Delivers the answer to their teeming marrow—Ingenuities malcontents, of synthesized C. roseus

Cannot call back their paved smallholdings—Only substitute the polished chrome piece in the olive frame, which entails
The solitary stroller chancing upon a dead pelican, or an abandoned parasol—Antonioni’s nocturnal stirrings of a suspension bridge, vagrant dogs beside the Olympic statue, intended for totality, as Peter Doig’s

Surveyors of lianas, are about neither woman nor man—A carpet of furze

On the threshold, whose appointment the house is intent on keeping, of Lawrence’s versions of The Wild Common (1921; 1928)—Imitated, in some way, fire

From one of the first American cities with gas streetlights; from a contiguous solar ellipsoid bonding gold molecules in our skin distempered

By clothing, and the gold workings synthesized with mercury (1924), from a neutron barrage (1941)—Any distempered C. roseus

Predating the trilogy, is my singular confusion, and turning away, not from love, where, Peter Doig’s espied L’Unité d’Habitation; fashioned as a ship for living, resides at the core of Peter Stamm’s retelling of Jacob, as with the Ulex furze was given by Pliny, for collecting gold dust—

Our fiery hill bursts and heaves under their spurting kick, entailing four united people in sight of the wall—