On the other side of a mirror there's an inverse world,
where the insane go sane; where bones climb out of 
earth and recede to the first slime of love. 
And in the evening the sun is just rising. 
Lovers cry because they are a day younger, and soon
childhood robs them of their pleasure.
In such a world there is much sadness which, of course,
is joy.  
 
 ‘Antimatter’ by Russell Edson ext.
 
To see more work by Corwin, visit www.ivymeadows.net (collaborations), www.redwoodsdocumentary.com (editor/producer), 
www.super-prime.org (curator), and www.ivymeadows.net/perfectwave.html (curator)

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