On Method -- Mary Margaret Sloan

If the middle ground is a middle term, site of exclusion,
then, after penetrating the sacred grounds disguised,
we gave our animals into the hands, extremities,
of the observers. Theirs was a still-born range

where as colors of the sky evaporated, lack
remained, replacing vision. Simple and unmagnified, stars,
keeping their distance and details intact,
shower the crystalline lens. Transubstantiation
of sentience to a circle of masonry,

the palace, in which were propped apertures
in diversity. Our guide motioned us from within to
inspect the place of which so many
species of memory were made.

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