an infinite future
of hatchlings, buds, saplings –
the footpaths, mulch, pebbles
of the infinite past
=
the coherence of cloud
the fluency of wind
the articulation
of a chaffinch’s song
=
the movements of still things –
streams, soil, ferns in the breeze;
the stillness of moving things –
falling leaves, clouds, hours
=
where the slope of the hill
grows suddenly gradual –
where the slope of the hill
grows suddenly acute
=
the green leaves on the branch
the dead leaves on the ground
the dead leaves on the branch
the green leaves on the ground
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Granta 167: Extraction Online
You Are the Product
‘The anglophone world, we have to infer, has run out of words for its own feelings.’
Daisy Hildyard on the wisdom of scarecrows.
You Are the Product
‘What is the read receipt for?’
Lillian Fishman on texting, power and the ethics of leaving a friend on read.
You Are the Product
‘Like pretty much everyone who uses the internet, I have seen many terrible things that I did not search for and that I cannot unsee.’
Rosanna McLaughlin on what the internet thinks she wants.
You Are the Product
‘I have a pathological addiction to the internet, which I indulge with the excuse of making art. It rarely translates to anything good and mostly leaves me overstimulated and afraid.’
Paul Dalla Rosa on excess and the internet.
Two Poems
‘rumors of bees on speedwell, / no oxidative stress just / effortless pollination’
Two poems by Sylvia Legris.
