

THE SOMNAMBULIST BLUE The somnambulist blue, narcotic sky of early evening, when over the roofs and wires and branches appear... like something obvious suddenly remembered, or seen, as in a picture that can be looked at two ways, a puzzle drawing from The Children’s Page, whose gardens and woods, spaces in thickets and trees, endlessly hide faces; mouths formed by a vine, eyes and hair made of leaves and sky; so now, suddenly seen as always there... appear, in the beginning of the night above me, the stars, beautiful as questions: Where is your hand? Are you asleep? (c) Keith Althaus |
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"Keith Althaus has the kind of straightforward voice that commands attention: he makes a series of seemingly calm statements and wham!, you're hit by the fact that he's telling the truth, the beautiful truth of what it's like to be alive right now." --Alan Dugan