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Prose poems written every morning over the space of a year, these 'dream-like notations are further meditations on the raw nature of reality as it reforms itself every morning upon awakening from dreams. These are communications, grand exhortations, dark and magical confrontations with consciousness: The weather announces the grace of a marvelous cunning, sparkling on the surface which might not even be found in the darkness of the well, or on the roulette table where the candelabra (a lost memory) conspires with the dragonfly (a symbol of unrest) as elegant and lovely as a crossbow filled with early morning mayhem. I adore you she whispered, and died in your arms, a small planet, a diamond cutter's blade, a single kiss, a drop of venom... This version also contains the Notebook of the Wolf House.