Robert Irwin: A Conditional Art A Book by Matthew Simms yalebooks.yale.edu Only a mind opened to the quality of thingsThe most incidental detailIn a state of reverberationSort of underway by thenUntitled (Dot Painting)+41 More Seeing Is Forgetting the Name of the Thing One SeesPhenomenal: California Light, Space, Surface
There Is No Word A Poem by Tony Hoagland www.poetryfoundation.org what I already am thinking about is my gratitude for language— how it will stretch just so much and no farther; how there are some holes it will not cover up; how it will move, if not inside, then around the circumference of almost anything— how, over the years, it has given me back all the hours and days, all the plodding love and faith, all the misunderstandings and secrets I have willingly poured into it. languagewords