David, Michael's technique is not yours or mine, of course, but it is a definite and deliberate style. Compare the piece above with this one, which you may have seen in the last SQ:
LOOKING FOR METAPHORS IN THE MOUNTAINS
THESE crazy birds zooming around our heads,
almost as quick as thoughts, could be our thoughts,
and so could the monstrous shadows of the clouds,
coming, like patches of night, across the mountains.
And the bushes of flowers by the fire-road
could be your dreams, dreams I want for you
when you remember this, when you are gone,
dreams that bloom all night like wildflowers.
Even here in the desert, here on this mountain,
they conjure blossoms out of earth and water,
blossoms of pink and white and blue and gold.
And no one comes to gather flowers here,
but still they labor to be beautiful,
or more amazing, labor not at all,
but simply are like this, like a burning bush
or quiet fireworks, Roman candles
always exploding, never coming down.
But don't toss over your own style -- it's good too.
W.
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