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Dec 2015
The helicopter blades / The end of the shore // No color names // A Great Lover can make love / Simply by casting a glance? // If the prints are documentation of the work, why are the editions numbered? / If the work is in the print, why can’t the landscape be destroyed with the flying camera? // A cast of thousands, a glance askance, a glacial chance, / What if? What if? What if?  // And a great pilot? // The end of art / Where the glance meets the plain.
From "Several Poems for Robert Smithson" (c) EF and Norman dePlume, Beacon NY, 2015.
Norman dePlume
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Norman dePlume  Brooklyn NY
(Brooklyn NY)   
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