of A HUMAN NATURE

Appearances do not lie,

or nothing is true.

Beneath them, then, a layer,

unseen and out of reach,

mocks the idea of order.

Difference shifts. Free forces

become unexpected edges.

Still, difference defends each,

and the form cannot again

ever be the same.

The house that is

a fragment of itself,

becomes the world.

Shared by two orders,

It is inhabited only once.

Architecture’s quality

might rightly be judged,

not by the problems it solves,

but by the problems

it creates.

LW


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