Genevieve Kaplan
No Handwriting Which Mimics Your Own
It's never enough to try and look and try to see and try to feel. The distraction is in
listening and responding and acting your age. There's tragedy there. The machine is
beautiful. The buffaloes are wild. And where may such creatures live? How? A poem is
not a method of persuasion. A knife is not an instrument for feeding. There is a flaw.
Between the motive and the language. Between decision and action. The hills are soft
with fire. The rage is all about us.