If every universe is wrapped in curves, each around an imagined center,
and attention is a magnifying glass, consider the patience required
to work in miniature, to fit an entire nature in a grain of sculpture
and how the dreamer can renew the small world simply by moving
the face.
Here, too, is all of it,
and here the entrance
and
now
here.
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With found phrases from Gaston Bachelard’s The Poetics of Space, Ch. 7 “miniature,” (section V., 159-163).
Food for thought.