Kimmo Rosenthal
Murnane's World
(In appreciation of Gerald Murnane)

Precious knowledge
Discovering hidden paths
Mappings of the uncharted self
Throwing open a million windows to the soul
Remembering youthful fragile reveries of freckled women with flavescent hair amidst enduring lilacs
Searching the unyielding past in the fading shadows of a private twilight for some consolation for all that might have been
The scansions of life proved too complex to master since you never belonged
And now the world a landscape inside you
With words your only guide
As you travel
Ever further