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2013, 7*, afternoon, attention, boundary, class, construction, defeat, defensive, dream, labour, letting go, lifetimes, living, morning, satisfaction, shift, silence, skill, speech, teaching, waking, water
I woke saying “sit down”
to a class who had
been testing me like water
moving silent against
my every prescription
demanded or presumed
despite all the charm or
cleverness I might use
to a morning
and then an afternoon
of defeat and defence
unable to use the skill
and manoeuvre I have
taught myself for
lifetimes now
all the shift and forming
around the boundaries
finding every fissure
and fault just ahead
of my every attempt
to dam it all; what labour
what want of satisfaction;
let the water go
where it will – it will
all go there anyway – and
make your rickety
constructs strong with
unbending grids
of attention and wide-
open grates of let
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
afternoon wormhole: be
attention wormhole: divergent // direction
dream wormhole: wakeoutofadream
letting go wormhole: redundant
lifetimes wormhole: Salisbury Cathedral // suspended in everything
living wormhole: free
morning wormhole: windows // and balconies
silence & speech & water wormhole: the quiet whale
teaching wormhole: a nice grey woollen picnic blanket
Eloquent. Resonates strongly for me for I have a similar and recurent nightmare.
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ah, sister: let us hold hands across the water and face the fetch together with dignity
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