Listening to John Cage's Twenty-Eight

 

A the the the The the

mirror hung so as to intersect
curtain which has
same aspect ratio as
mirror.
mirror is
same size and shape as
adjacent photo of my father in 1945 recovering from malaria in Malaya.
ceiling does not look like my father nor does
key hung on
mirror. I do not look like my father yet. I do not know what
mirror looks like.

an The the the the

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First published in Mirage #4/Period(ical) #34, September 1994

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