2022-present

Amber: the tiny faults and refractions, themselves translucent, like little rooms the sun has caught, walls it found as backdrop for— smallest gift— a fly locked in sap. A stanza is a little room from which gifts emerge; also, in Italian: a stopping place. Like roadside altars, or shrines above busy intersections, in Rome or Florence— there behind glass and set into the building, where the eye travels up, rests from wandering and is rewarded for its pause, invited in.

Lia Purpura from On Looking