Show that philosophy as interrogation … can consist only in showing how
the world is articulated starting from a zero of being which is not nothingness,
that is, in installing itself on the edge of being, neither in the for Itself, nor in
the in Itself, at the joints, where the multiple entries of the world cross.
(Maurice Merleau-Ponty, The Visible and the Invisible, 260 — first emphasis mine)
my eyes are two blank tasks
filling unfilling with bent crows
and the temperature of trains
“this should be enough”
again and again in rows
the eyes are connected to the brains
and a mute forehead
hangs in universe
or mouse — an iris
can flatter or demure.
Years are born of this
the two
cross-sectioned laterally
by stretches of redwood
reversing mortal routines
I came after you
tell the west and watch
the engines blow
the mind no match
for utterance or snow