TOWER

 

They made their goal to build a tower

and thus to grow in unity of force,

not thinking of what’s already long been,

the unity of force in the expanses that exist

and in the multilingual nature of creation;

not thinking of the things that no eye sees and no ear hears,

things woven from the simplest of meanings,

from monosyllables born of the only syllable,

from objectlessness inaudibility — the sound of la.

 

How and how much is given to each person?

Infinity within infinity, theater within a theater, novel within a novel, intrigue within an intrigue, chord within a chord, reflection within a reflection, time within time, blues within the blues.

The moon in the sky, the moon in the window, the moon in the water… The moon in a glass on the desk… The moon in a photograph. In a movie. In many paintings.

Always different. Always the one. Like a note stays the same.

 

A different time. Different instincts. A different intonation.

Oh, how many people there are in a person!

If there’s not one person, there’s nothing. And that’s more than words can say.

 

— Т. Apraksina