\u201cWho speaks here?\u201d asks the page.<\/p>\n
\u201cI speak in spirals, aging paper, ink spilling, and broken light,\u201d answers the poem.<\/p>\n
“In Concerto Retypo 1967<\/span>, language grows into trees, fractures into glyphs, whispers through speech bubbles, and returns as a score for the eye. Each page stages a dialogue between silence and symbol, memory and ruin, typewriter and spell. What begins as reading becomes listening, then seeing, then entering. This is a chamber of visual utterance, where text performs its own patamorphosis and every mark becomes voice, gesture, echo, and apparition.”<\/p>\n