An Uncountable Infinity (For Felix Gonzalez-Torres)*
(...)
My defenses are tender, gone mostly.
I try to believe that I don't need them anymore.
But my circumstance remains within the realm of normal accidents
and the weather. Of these I am subject still and happily;
they allow me the comforts of uncertainty.
Doubts are my hope.
(...)
* in Roni Horn, Phaidon Press Limited, 2000
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Also take a look at Roni Horn's work on Iceland
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