On A Comma Watch
Things appear now, unadorned by layers of interpretation.
A stick of pepperoni at Wegman's. The deep folds of a purple pepper, photographed by Georgia O'Keefe in black and white many years ago. The sands of an oversized hourglass, interrupted at the base of the top funnel by a damp, dead kitchen moth. (Time has stopped for him.)
The Vikings escaping in haste across the sea from whence they came.
All "unsettling," you may be permitted to say.