Like the faint scent of rue leaves brushed by a hand busy not noticing the transfer tucked into the grain of skin and knob of knuckle, every event has its focus, its diffusion.

At some later point reminded ...

Thalia Field introducing a portfolio as guest editor of Conjunctions:28 remarks

[...] repetoire differs from place to place, person to person -- but carried in the mumbles, whispers, screeches and melodies [...] all the treasures of time.

The cutting board is hatchet-marked with countless traces of preparation.

And so for day 484