Thunder is the child of lightning, which, when it strikes the earth, often sets it afire. The thunder often lasts longer than the lightning. This would be a kind of monument to thunder remembered.

I started with a tripod of three dead trees. From this I hung the metal, folded fan- or accordion-like. Then a heavy old iron wedge was hung also, with wire. As the wind blew, the metal swayed, and the wire grated across it and produced a deep sound like thunder. Tension was kept on that wire by the iron wedge, which had been used to split and sunder stone, and the tone of the sound was constant.

In the winter, as the farmers burned the weeds at the edges of their fields, I burned a triangle under the thunder, and watched as it made a kind of swirly, fanciful, but truly hot drawing outside the intended triangle.