Figments

The Lost Place, doesn’t have chapters. It has figments.

Figments…

… are short, episodic, refractive, like dreams

… express wholes by being merely partial

… are allusive and elusive

… stand alone, yet are deeply implicated with one another

… lay at the grey edges that divide poetry from prose

… will be read quickly and forgotten, only to resurface again later, at the edge of memory

… can be compiled and reconfigured in any order, being more like circles (or bubbles) than lines

… accumulate, gaining weight and substance, like drifts of snow

… are the echoes you hear without the peal of a bell