Jul 18, 2024
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Susan Howe, from Depths
Connections
#1
Your eyes staring in my eyes
Moving
Not moving
Speaking words
A snapshot of something—
Just something
Anything
The corner of a hallway, a miniature closet
A door I can’t let you escape
Surrounded by pianos at every wall
#2
Walking home in the cool air
Smiling
Enter the bookstore
Buy a book— a play
A mug for tea and a pink dinosaur keychain
#3
Grey walls, space and noise
Plucked voices
Sounds of body on hollow structure
Fullness in the empty space
Chasing, hunting, chasing, ready to strike—
Strike!
Velvet and old wood,
Winter air through the cracked window
One moment
Reunion;
#4
WALKING
and also
TALKING but
not
really—
Small bottles
Your drawings
String of memories
MAKING SENSE OF THE WORLD WE LIVE IN!!
#5
Walking home in the cool air
Cooler than last time
Grey winter hat
Hat with lines and a label and nothing else
Smiling
1 text
#6
BETRAYED by the harsh lights
Playing a part
Light yellow, eggshell yellow, spring yellow
MIDDLE OF THE ROOM
THERE MUST BE SOMETHING
Desperate scramble
NO NO NO NO NO NEVERMIND
can’t find out about me can’t make assumptions about me…
FRONT MUST PUT UP A FRONT
Dim lighting, longing for the years gone by
Places once been at but no longer
Sad? Maybe just a little sad?
Somewhere in the madness we don’t want to let each other go
#7
Walking TOGETHER in the cool air, towards a place
(make a choice, lose any semblance of hope for expectation)
Imagined cobblestone, lack of understanding…
Talking to me like you think I can soak in all your problems like you’re better for them
I can’t listen to you
talk about your problems
because you don’t
know me
WHITE NOISE
numb ears
pretending to listen—
eating but I am
NOT HUNGRY !!!
Makes me sick to hear you talk about
THAT?
like I don’t
have
any
sort
of
feelings
about
it
YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT IVE BEEN THROUGH
#8
WHATEVER
WHATEVER
WHATEVER
WHATEVER
WHATEVER
#9
Your eyes staring in my eyes
Moving
Not moving
Speaking words
A snapshot of something—
Just something
Anything
The corner of a hallway, a row of lockers
DOOR I WILL EXIT
Haymond, common loon. Loons tend to be socially ambivalent, congregating only when necessary. They are direct and determined, valuing challenges and control. They are highly effective and enduring individuals. (x)
Rosmarie Waldorp / Camp Printing (with the poems of James Camp)
Anne Carson from Nox
Claudia Rankine from Don’t Let Me Be Lonely
From Anne Caron’s Nox