Words

This is an experiment, a way to see cohesiveness in randomness. I open books without looking at page numbers or chapter headings and close my eyes. I point to a place on the page, open my eyes, and write down part of a sentence. Does the universe put together these disparate thoughts into a whole?

    Consistency of Themes            

I tell him it's hard to believe

the pious of the nations

The shifting nature of the sand 

must encompass all of reality

I tell him it's hard to believe 

in a bucolic landscape

drawing me forward 

Shivering all at once,

memory halted

no reality independent of God

The books:

The Great Spring by 

Natalie Goldberg

Contemporary Jewish Poetry

Deborah Ager & M.E. Silverman

Available Dark

Elizabeth Hand

Books of the People

Edited by S.W. Halpern

1. I wrote down the sentences 
2. I moved them around
3. Only selected parts from each sentence 
4. Then played with them
5. The title also came from one of the books