one word vertigo: tiled
fervor
we left there
as soon as we could
reeling
the pages turned
the windows shattered
eyes stolen
down the ladder we
climbed, seemingly
lost
fertile crescent
never missed.
we left there
as soon as we could
reeling
the pages turned
the windows shattered
eyes stolen
down the ladder we
climbed, seemingly
lost
fertile crescent
never missed.
Labels: to the finland station
posted by murat11 at 2:21 PM
5 Comments:
Definitely vertiginous, Murat. All I can say is fortunately the floor was tiled because you have left an unholy mess with torn pages and shattered glass. I think your cleaning woman will be reeling in the wee hours of the morning. Of course when one is caught in the blind, fiery ardor of a fervor and can't even wait for one's eyes to adjust and find the stairway, then one might shatter windows getting to the ladder.
I do love the lines "fertile crescent / never missed." I am choosing to interpret it as if we made it into paradise despite our blind and fiery ardor and flailing attempts at leaving, but... there is always the possibility that we got caught up in our ardor and never missed the fact that we were so far off base...
Thanks for the afternoon candy break!
Teresa: Me gusta mucho your read on this, both the unholy mess and the crescent never missed. This is definitely one for your explicaciónes de los tesseriños chapbook. Your exegesis captures the center that holds even as all hell is breaking lose. Sound familiar? Seemingly lost. Peace to you.
Yes, it did feel very familiar and captures the sensation perfectly. Thanks for the encouragement of "seemingly lost". And that a center does hold while all hell is breaking loose. Sometimes it's easy to lose sight of that.
there is a set of photos online somewhere on the world wide web, of an abandoned school in Detroit. This put me in mind of those photos. The books and papers scattered everywhere, wind blowing through the windows. A place full of ghosts in the middle of a city.
Dee: Similar images in a recent Eminem video as well. Spooky sad, but still majestic.
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