The poetry in Reminiscence 6 is contained both in the stark verse but also in the construction of the embroideries, the intricate collaged elements of dried flowers, knotting, and dyed cloth. The book seems to have encapsulated some other mystery book in its floral material fertility. The enigmatic feel of this book on your fingers is indescribable, one operates the book like some oblivious infant completely absorbed by the tactility and its elusive relationship to the dramatic finality of the text. One’s eyes, fingertips, and mind ceaselessly trying to find some resolution to the perplexity that Kahn evokes.

“I will leave and all will be at peace.”