Lisa Jarnot Flammable Pedagogy Always field of flowers to the always field of flowers filled with flowers in the tunnel where the people take the trains, happening, on canvas, the light verse of brown on the island colored grey where the artists go and the monarch butterflies enter the poem triumphant, in a ring of fire, under the holy city of the tennis courts, filled with butterflies and flowers and the trains and you that are the trains and are the artists on the island, go out and multiply, being who you are, unalone and on the train to be composite of the midnight filled with midnight full of midnight filled with stars. |
