“Perhaps light is, as a secondary quality, nothing but joy, bright eyes, a glimmer (phosphorescent) of the power to reseed life, the glimmer of the resource of life, the pride of the stock for the future.
“Thus light would be but a secondary quality … But it lights up. Lights up that which actually lives, which is in other words the process of dying: the world of extension, objects in space. A secondary quality of Time.
“Time, Flow, Rhythm would be primary. Space, light would come only afterwards as appearances and secondary qualities. Light being only the bright eyes of time, of a Time knotted in fruits, in stars, stock for the time to come, for the future, for life.
“The fruits, the stars, the bulbs would be only the knots of Time, shining because of their power, of their joy to be able to reseed life.”
—Francis Ponge, from “The Asparagus-fern,” translated by Sarah Plimpton.
Art Credit Noé Sendas.