A kaleidoscopic net woven of words A Net of Momentary Sapphire offers three closely related poetic sequences, random rearrangements of a poignant but obsessively recurrent source text – streams of consciousness in which no stable self can be elucidated. A broken long poem, this singular net is an interrogation of the aftermath of twentieth-century modernism, looking both backwards and forwards – an eternal return. Once again & innumerable times again the required solitude, renunciation, strange curtained doubt artifice all jewelled & after this silent time, these days & nights in desert dry country, dry thoughts —from “The foretaste of a vision but never the vision itself”