Question     I am cognizant my flight   relies on the ladder of Babel   I speak ergo, you love me   Why must my speech be one with flight—   The paradox of writing   You away from me away from you   while you witness all in silence       5NOV02 Letter to Andy Goldsworthy     Reworked the feathers This time around a rock   I hoped this would focus more on the rhythm of layers   Incoming tide prevented the benefit of additional attention   The sea gently lifted the feathers away from stone—   ; “it was as if wings formed”   I found this so interesting I decided to repeat my labor   ; “laid feathers to form a circle”   But the sea became rough pushing rather than lifting   The tension between sea and stone frayed the curvatures   But it was a good experiment I learnt something   about stone, sea, feathers…           --after Andy Goldsworthy’s November 5, 2002 diary text for his exhibition at Haines Gallery in San Francisco, CA       ©2004 Eileen Tabios