Pink
The full spelling, however, was Qhpl, for a hill or mound, and came from the verb qhopel for "it swells".
The KJV Old Testament Hebrew Lexicon
This skin smarts pink, an opal
iridescent bubble
upal- in Sanskrit means 'a noble stone'.
a cat
a tongue
a scratch
Pink is made:
The lattice of spheres of opal that cause the interference with light are several hundred times larger than the fundamental structure of crystalline silica. As a mineraloid, there is no unit cell that describes the structure of opal. Nevertheless part orange,
and white is the absence
not quite how we think
of black
our full over full
everyday
pink, think snatch (opal, it swells)
think weak like
pink
when skin peels back
like angels in the sun
ass crack
Pink smells rhododendron like dianthus
"snap"
snapdragon\
Barbie convertibles
Balloons, Bubble gum
I do not want to talk about it.
control
seems so easy
cute, even
a dark pink
tight pink
close
polo
knit
top
tits
epigraph
title
text
static
animated
pink prosody
opals can be roughly divided into those that show no signs of crystalline order
,--i.e.,amorphous opal--
Pink slip
covert
and those that show signs of the beginning of crystalline order cryptocrystalline opal
convert
convent
coven
carnations
even
pink petals
rabbit claw and teeth
(read "bunny")
remark:
"never before!"
this hurt. Raw
skin exploded
onto teeth
claws opening
Pink skin
under magnification, the patches of color are seen to be arranged in a "lizard skin" or "chicken wire" pattern.
The resulting material is distinguishable from natural opal by its regularity.
Orange
"A heap of . . . where the sun beats"
The Wasteland
T.S. Eliot
Isis, baby!
You, Chester Cheetah, you.
Heap of Burma, non-narrative, chess--you win.
They use Yellow #5
+ Red = Orange
it sticks
to your genes Leda
A blue precious stone
second time around the pond
metaphor for Cheetoh
Cheat, oh, a warped stick
binding with nothing
a corrosion of form. known in antiquity
Collapse this, bitch
Agamemnon is totally dead!
We have two eggs, pretty round things, perhaps the sapphire, gemstone stone, knows:
rape spawned this whole
round earth
where you swim all summer
the hy-a-cinth hy.a.cinth (hi'e-sinth)
n.
A bulbous oriental is) having narrow leaves and a terminal raceme
of variously colored,
usually fragrant
flowers, get it?
with a funnel-shaped perianth, you know . . .used as a gemstone
Also called jacinth.
variety of a reddish or cinnamon-colored
transparent zircon,
haps the sapphire,
Perhaps the larkspur, gladiolus, or iris sprang from the blood of the slain Hyacinthus.
A variety of transparent reddish or cinnamon-colored known in antiquity
A zircon, used as a--
a blue precious
and hearty vanished gene pool.
Dandelion
"The spirits have sought to fix these fleeting images; they have made a subtle matter by means of which a picture is formed in the twinkling of an eye . . . The mirror represents images faithfully, but retains none; our canvas reflects them no less faithfully, but retains them all . . . and deposited in a dark place . . . no art can imitate its truthfulness."
Giphantie 1760
Tiphaigne de la Roche
who cares
heliotrope
heliotropism like
bee pg. 7
pollen pg. 8
looking wrong
diurnal in motions
like pump
preen
pretend
irons
tonight
potassium
insert ions
--phototropism
changes are as follows:
photographie
turgor
flexes
black
mirror
fac-simile
Or trope: lines formed when the "Hot Doughnuts" sign was lit. I lived one block away from the store, and thought Krispy Kremes were a much better thing than sliced bread.
There were allegations of management misconduct.
Goldenrod
"Wherefore this Emperour lefft the light years still burning wheare it shall burne still at this daye, which is a great secret in this worlde."
Everburning Lights of Trithemius
1408
Long flowers substantial like
yarn
converging
between two points--palms of small
hands,
insubstantial
fingers
with points of light:
2. In its second state it is manifested by motion or agitation into light. The sound of separated strings--Chaos, said, "Let there be Light."
Yet it is yes, still, yes, I knew who you were even now: my old friend!
I find you inside a shell, the delicate movement from stem to flower, from leaf to stem--photosynthesis--the middle manifests warmth and Heat, as in the moment of
knowing. Wing of long knowing, find peace, we were always the same!It is almost like the
(case in all Frictions and in Fermentation of moist things)
wrong answer, but instead it is "true."
Knowing something like goldenrod, alchemy, founder, summer, back.
Tie together
complicated
knots
a church and a steeple
cross
time
knuckles,
joints that
remember
the press of collection
(flowers
in a book
are unimportant
when nothing
is different
But nothing is:
real gold, fool.) 3.
When collected in a sufficient quantity,
there are limbs to these trees, flowers to these fields, magnets/p>
to these tattoos manifested into
burning fire.
This continues burning as long as it is agitated by memory.
Searching fails, it returns to its first state of tranquil universality.
But, I know you still.
And there you are, wing of GOLD!
There you go. I go.
What happens? Summers, wild flowers fade, by degrees we
become adults--
and find ourselves the same
children,
pressing things into paper.
I have a tattoo of Greece, a gun, smear of chalk, pink and yellow.
In the character
of burning fire it manifests light and heat. Thus,
late summer,
knowing their resilience,
it will always be a
companion plant.
Linking finding,
fading sing
the white
black of
summer's
end,
golden
clusters
bloom:
a promise,
I never came back.
Polaroid of spirit--a white
flash--I believed in
clear, clouds
4. comprehend the visible,
a stupid movement, and invisible seed--universal fire--only filled filling the whole
system of of of the universe.
That one railrod nail between boards feet above water plant below soil--GOLDEN--and
therefore unerring instinct,
and manifests itself in fire and Light.
The binding slippy,
yarn,stilled, through chemical
processes,
little worker cells, (mitochondria), starches turned
to sugar, sugar
turned to gold wings.
Light becomes pigment,
energy, distilled and distributed, through
leaf, stem, root, to grub, ant, and later the
golden flowers to
brilliant winged insects.
. . .
we are the same
For Freida Miller