The passive voice is speaking.
Quietly, quietly, what it knows
it knows.  Today we are inventing

a language, starting with nouns,
our favorite.  Today we are thinking
in blue, today we are thinking

in numbers.  What is this thing
called thinking?  What is this
thing that will not act?  When

did the machine start, and why?
Today we are thinking of yesterday,
and of the day before that.  Clouds,

below and above.  Quietly, brood-
ingly, we begin to behave
like cats, like birds.  Today

we are thinking in music and little
else.  Today the machine has stopped,
has started.  Today we are thinking

and making, because that is how
we think.


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“a deep, thick rim of dark blue light”