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			<title>Instaurations: The New Science of Sunsets</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 1990 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p>It is harder to see what one sees
<br>
than anyone knows
<br>
because it is easier, far far easier
<br>
than on can suppose. That still point of the turning world
<br>
&mdash;look! this light through the petal&mdash;
<br>
where there are no shadows
<br>
and where it is never a problem never to have shadows,
<br>
neither haunted by undaunted need
<br>
nor pursued by misconstrued fleeting:
<br>
there where Plato dwelt
<br>
and many have followed rejoicing
<br>
is where we see.
<br>
That radiance more durable than fire,
<br>
more daring than rock,
<br>
that durable and that daring more enduring than dark.
<br>
The spark which, incapable of being pinned down by the naked eye,
<br>
pins one finally inexorably to reality, the great unpinning:
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one achieves a dancing discipline,
<br>
is fulfilled by a flying fatal freedom,
<br>
achievement and fulfillment being gift and more than gift.
<br>
The dazzle which uncrazes the poet with its amazing unveiling.
<br>
One there is Who was there before either Plato or poet,
<br>
but all, all are invited
<br>
by the changeless One Who loves changing
<br>
the One into Many and the Many into One.
<br>
There where the daze is unnumbered,
<br>
where the wound blazes and, blazing, brings most humble joy.
<br>
Gold vermilion gash which&mdash;melting, flowing, pulsing&mdash;
<br>
is yet always perfectly defining, accurately designing,
<br>
and, enlightening one's mind, enflaming one's heart,
<br>
catches the eye and snatches the ear:
<br>
one hears the glowing
<br>
&mdash;O heart of matter Thou art matter of the heart&mdash;
<br>
and the blind man, captured in a rapture, sees the singing:
<br>
Behold here iridescence where the sun never sets.
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