A detail of a plant resembles the eternal female archetype: confirming that the grammar of the universe speaks the slang of entropy. Humans and flora live their growth in a kind of union that continually refers to itself. By now the plants pulse, they re-invent the rules; they live out their own histories.
Shakespeare’s Girl, 2015
from Romeo and Juliette.
MERCUTIO. If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.
Now will he sit under a medlar tree,
And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit
As maids call medlars, when they laugh alone.
O Romeo! that she were, O! that she were
An open -arse, thou a poperin pear.