It is a wooden silver-retrieving sluice, thus light-catch, awash with something like ‘cheek and jowl clippings of Argentine bulls’ (as Hollis Frampton reminds us) and many chemical residues of earth. My mind has grown Tree out of the forest of it. – S.B.
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