I haven't thought to mention
this, but if it weren't for
California's sudden fashion,
a hundred years ago, as a
pleasant place for a winter
residence, I'd not have been
brought into this world, to
a later generation, as a na-
tive of that same impression.
Now, as I think of winter-
ing in my own time, I have
to weigh the shock the place
precipitates, as an unbeara-
ble levitation in litheness,
against everyone's endurance
of the same crisis.
Everyone says, Oh, go ahead,
be strong. Nobody, they re-
mind me, encouragingly, has
any water to swim anymore.
But you know, I've long held,
the elements alone are not to
blame for California. It only
seems to be spoiled, to feel
the specific gravity of one's
place of birth as the natural
state. Is there such a thing?
It's not for me to worry about.
It can be resisted, as you see
in this conjecture. But it can
not be distrusted. Ask Rubens.
Siblings, age 13 and 9. A point
spread structuring the natural
state, is a place of origin of
enduring specific gravity. At-
testing to and testing that im-
pression, the goldfinch dances
on his ribbon, undistrustfully.
Peter Paul Rubens
Albert and Nikolaus
1626
Collection Lichtenstein
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