name of the rose

These are the inhalations~exhalations of one atelierista engaged in a daily turn about, an ongoing conversation, a line of flight that casts pebbles into ripples and tacks between the lived events of reggio emilia's pedagogy of listening as a world view of communities in collaboration whenever certainties are questioned and a way of becoming-allthings deleuzoguattarian through the visible trace of this expression. Without listening, one cannot let go.

July 29, 2004

On a current coat of beingandnothingness

maybe
the
fluttering
stuttering
part
of
youmeus
which
knows
the
waking
from
the
dream
is
not
screamnailed
on
a
crosstothehead
but
pours
hummingbirdbraids
through
the
heartofatrust
that
something
extraordinary
is
possible

name of the rose

July 29, 2004

On a current coat of beingandnothingness

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