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Published by lenchenelf on September 6, 2010 - 00:12
from the ABC set Walled Garden

If I close sight, let the run of my tongue
excavate dimpled braille of a peach stone,
flesh is soon forgotten in another wonder.

Trial and error may reveal hidden glyph,
would I con its meaning, let the miner speak
a tale of patterns, known to fruitflies;
how some memories persist.

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maggyvaneijk | September 6, 2010 - 14:55

you have a great eye for detail "dimpled braille of a peach stone", a very sensual poem to read.

lenchenelf | September 6, 2010 - 16:40

Thank you very much Maggy. atb Lenaxx

rjnewlyn | September 8, 2010 - 22:35

Yes I liked the braille image and the idea of hidden meanings in something so mundane that we can only guess at.

Rob

lenchenelf | September 9, 2010 - 08:53

Thanks Rob, much appreciated atb Lena xx

lenchenelf | November 15, 2010 - 11:11

Spotted this flagged up today, thought it might be of interest. On Brain and Metaphor NYTimes http://nyti.ms/be8b5d

lenchenelf | December 15, 2010 - 10:16

Further interest for the uncommonly interested :-)

Three-Dimensional Reconstruction of Brain-wide Wiring Networks in Drosophila at Single-Cell Resolution.
http://www.cell.com/current-biology/abstract/S0960-9822%2810%2901522-8

ScoZen | February 13, 2011 - 12:32

Hello elf.
At last catching up on some of your work.
I liked this little piece.
Ahh, bliss eating fruit with eyes closed, dreaming.
ps
Thanks for the Drosophila tip. I now know what's wrong with me.

lenchenelf | February 14, 2011 - 00:26

Thanks SZ, :-) we could observe as a reductionist and/or embrace the experience atb Lena xx