Fragments from the first year of the plague
Sort-of-poems and sort-of-word-art fragments
During the first year of the pandemic, I could not even finish a poem. I just wrote fragments. However I was able to kind of draw, though in an equally fragmentary way. I’ve always doodled, and often these doodles took on a kind of pattern, almost like language. In October of 2019, did an ink drawing every day, which led to these inky doodles expanding in size. Instead of just marginalia, they started to take the center of the page, or at least share it equally with discernible words.
I ended up with a lot of bits of words and bits of ink and pen drawings. It’s still not clear what I should “do” with them or anything like proper art will ever come of them. So, rather than continuing to hold on to them for who knows how long, I thought I’d share some of these sort-of-poems, sort-of-word-art fragments today, on the last Friday of National Poetry Month.
In exile from our lives and from each other #
in exile from our lives and from each other
I miss the ocean #
I miss the ocean in exile from our lives and from each other we re-enter the forbidden country only under duress and in great danger
The hummingbird perches #
The hummingbird perches on a dried bush behind a stand of sweet fennel. He must live there or at least claim the territory as his own. Each evening I have visited the overlook, the hummingbird alights if only I wait long enough. He clicks from the fennel then zooms and zips and swoops then sits. Sits long enough for me to fumble out the bird-o-scope, adjust the eyepiece and scan until I sight him. I worry sometimes that the scope in its black case might be mistaken for a shoulder holster with a gun and get me shot by a trigger-happy cop.
Sweet fennel sweet fennel #
Sweet Fennel sweet fennel fractal fennel In exile from our lives and from each other sweet fennel A zine for the first year of the plague A little book for the first year of the plague
No, I never did make that zine, either. I did, however, work entirely too much.