The Irene Hixon Whitney Bridge (Walker Art Museum, 1988)

AND NOW I CANNOT REMEMBER HOW I WOULD HAVE HAD IT. IT IS NOT A CONDUIT (CONFLUENCE?) BUT A PLACE. THE PLACE, OF MOVEMENT AND AN ORDER. THE PLACE OF OLD ORDER. BUT THE TAIL END OF THE MOVEMENT IS NEW. DRIVING US TO SAY WHAT WE ARE THINKING. IT IS SO MUCH LIKE A BEACH AFTERALL. WHERE YOU STAND AND THINK OF GOING NO FURTHER, AND IT IS GOOD WHEN YOU GET TO NO FURTHER. IT IS LIKE A REASON THAT PICKS YOU UP AND PLACES YOU WHERE YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO BE. THIS FAR. IT IS FAIR TO BE CROSSING. TO HAVE CROSSED. THEN THERE IS NO PROMISE IN THE OTHER. HERE IT IS. STEEL AND AIR. A MOTTLED PRESENCE. SMALL PANACEA AND LUCKY FOR US. AND THEN IT GOT VERY COOL. -JOHN ASHBURY