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Mantle Project . Gestures in the landscape
APR 2020 . COVID-19
A shawl or cloak to protect
Envelops, covers, and conceals.
And gives off a brilliant incandescent light
The cortex of the cerebrum.
The layer of the earth's interior that protects the crust and the core.
The mantle rock.
The upper source of magma and volcanic lava that flows.
A living zone of hot gases that surrounds a flame.
And beckons to become covered, as a surface with scum and froth.
Extends and spreads over any surface.
As if a blush over my face.
Mickey had started a fire and stood with his hands on the mantle, watching the flames lick at a fly ball.
An important role that passes from one person to another.
MCL is an aggressive B-cell malignancy that is considered incurable.
Hidden under the mantle of night.
Heavy mists mantled the forested slopes.
A virus comes.
I found here for myself a woman.
She walks much in an overcoat of calico.*
She was clocked in a mantle full of light.
Brilliance.
Silent.
Terrifying.
* from > ”Songs of the Copper Inuit," Report of the Canadian Arctic Expedition 1913-1918, vol. 14 by Helen Roberts and Diamond Jenness, F. A. Ackland, Ottawa, Canada, reproduced by permission of Information Canada, 1925.
APR 2020 . COVID-19
A shawl or cloak to protect
Envelops, covers, and conceals.
And gives off a brilliant incandescent light
The cortex of the cerebrum.
The layer of the earth's interior that protects the crust and the core.
The mantle rock.
The upper source of magma and volcanic lava that flows.
A living zone of hot gases that surrounds a flame.
And beckons to become covered, as a surface with scum and froth.
Extends and spreads over any surface.
As if a blush over my face.
Mickey had started a fire and stood with his hands on the mantle, watching the flames lick at a fly ball.
An important role that passes from one person to another.
MCL is an aggressive B-cell malignancy that is considered incurable.
Hidden under the mantle of night.
Heavy mists mantled the forested slopes.
A virus comes.
I found here for myself a woman.
She walks much in an overcoat of calico.*
She was clocked in a mantle full of light.
Brilliance.
Silent.
Terrifying.
* from > ”Songs of the Copper Inuit," Report of the Canadian Arctic Expedition 1913-1918, vol. 14 by Helen Roberts and Diamond Jenness, F. A. Ackland, Ottawa, Canada, reproduced by permission of Information Canada, 1925.
2020 Mantle Project