1 Native it seems to no part of the North American continent but some islets off the rugged scarps of the Aleutians in the loose entablatured cliffs among dwarf-willow tips. Known if at all by its silhouette (we can know such things by their silhouettes) the red-legged kittiwake glimpsed in isolate parts of Oregon California and southern Nevada said to go silent in winter slitting through snow the red-legged kittiwake. 2 The red of the red-legged kittiwake of a kinship with black solders across the ice-gaps. Native in no real part but its obdurate course the red- legged kittiwake goes silent. We can know still more by rips through the weed. Red-legged kittiwake gone back in the brain toward noise of the narrowing ship-lanes. 3 Silver bones of the wrist in their riggings rotate. Pulp of the madder-root shocked in white alum then soaked through the wool for the waistcoat. The frigate sprays back gray rime cuts through the ice-skirt pursuing such things to the knit of the nest. 4 Crowberry swollen with fog lichen resist on the lowest spokes of the spruce red-legged kittiwake native to no part alone in its parts 5 Kelp closes up where the bird has just been 6 The legs retract in the pan of the tail near the crotch against the streaked ruff bits of the barbs in breakage out in the vanes tipped into place leaf of the willow tipped into its branch the tip but tip to its whole 7 So where does it go when gone. The wake of the factory ships. Its chevrons compound the steep bluffs it makes itself into those ranks like pistons or books. Its numbers are known to be in decline. Is red for the advent of sex or something more plain. 8 The sea works its surface. Notched and convex. It gives up its force in forms it must make. It has a grease shine. It is where they go when gone isn't it through the known parts
From Micrographia. Copyright © 2009 by Emily Wilson. Used with permission of The University of Iowa Press.