crow morphology (nowhere comes close)
how did the stones arrive? land or sea?
Groove 3: [audible]
Cursus tells about fire and smoke, excavated understanding operating in light and dark, day and night.:
we can now understand because we know where things are
dig holes, know what you’ve got (an excessive numb)
It’s going to take years.
Nowhere comes close. [Cursus clenches his fist, throws devastated glance at sky then lowers his head, clenching shut his eyes]
The clouds shift in front of the sun, dappling the landscape with shadow.
crow morphology (ground beneath)
reaching toward the stones on the horizon, Cursus becomes
Groove 2 [audible]
GROUND BENEATH
below remains a mystery
a four-year virtual underground more than astonishing.
have found buried more than previously known or understood.
it was an area to which few were admitted. inside something extremely mysterious.
put a spade in the ground. verify the painstaking structures and objects below the surface.
THE JOYS AND FRUSTRATIONS must mean something BUT NOBODY CAN TELL US WHAT
each advance yields more questions, know is always dwarfed by never know.
take the big questions: was it a healing ground?
don’t know.
know the provenance of the stones. but cannot say, with certainty how did the stones arrive? land or sea?
(image: special-mysterious end of Cursus.
Past time.
crow morphology (he becomes)
Groove 1 [audible]:
He walked the avenue, the ancient route along which the stones were first dragged.
The only hint of existence was an indentation or two in the tall grass.
We could be
were it nor for the ghostly monument in the near distance.
Faint hustle as if illuminated.
He knows this landscape as alive: has walked it, breathed it, studied it for uncounted hours.
Stopping to fix the monument and reaching toward the stones on the horizon, he becomes
I am the odalisque who lives in an obelisk. I converse with birds.
