(Hotel Eden) In Full Light We Are Not Even a Shadow
Which is to say clarity persists in
increments, in the silent space between
color and lens, within parables seen
in the incomplete: straw, hand. Imagine
white valued more than manner as hidden
thought remains obscured. Lower your eyes, lean
forward. Perspectives tilt towards the mean,
suggesting purpose. When we examine
intent, do we find it? The irony
of bottled cork, of sullied paradise,
a coiled wire, the parrot whose voice,
unheard, implicates us. What felony
must we commit to admit the device
in play? Pull or release? The mimic’s choice.
Notes: “In full light we are not even a shadow” is a line from Antonio Porchia’s Voices.
Hotel Eden is the title of a piece of art by Joseph Cornell. An image may be found here:
http://www.wikiart.org/en/joseph-cornell/untitled-the-hotel-eden-1945
I love the imagery in this poetry!
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It’s all Cornell’s doing!
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I love it….well done 🙂
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Thanks very much. It was fun to write.
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Amazing. The cadence and word usage are brilliant. Your skill is always wonderful.
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Thank you, Kira. Joseph Cornell set the tone. I love his work.
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Fascinating language and imagery.
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Thank you. Of course the imagery is pure Cornell.
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Yeah, Cornell’s great. Not to mention my alma mater, ha. This poem reminds me in some very strong ways of early Ashbery circa Some Trees–which to me is very very good. Have you / do you read him and is he an influence? Never thought of that before. But regardless of the answer, I love this poem, its controlled articulate view of the illusion of control and the myth of the articulate view. “Articulate view”… just freakin’ thinking about Ashbery makes me think of stuff like that.
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Hmm. I’ve read Ashbery, of course, but wouldn’t consider him an influence, except that early on I realized that he was a master at setting tone and playing with unspoken undercurrents. Yeah, he makes me think of that kinda stuff, too.
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Maybe that’s why I hadn’t thought of it until now. I must be smarter than I thought I was! Orr, is it, the other way…
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As always – You are So Awesome! Brilliant poem. 🙂
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Aw, thanks Sherrie.
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the parrot – implicating voice – i know that feeling – that thing
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Those silent voices, those things!
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oh, yes
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being a pianist and a poet myself i ascribe to Mozart’a theory that the music occurs in the silence between notes…I think writing is like that with the stories between the lines…
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I’m a big proponent of space and silence. What’s not there often says as much (or more) than what is on the page.
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