.
Before the light radiates, where do you place it,
back there or out here in the pre-world
of street riot and armed detachments
grown commonplace, where the beam rotates like a mars light,
thought is as cautiously leashed as a bungee cable jumper
entrusted to a body beyond your body -- is there
a body there, is it real, can you touch it
through the dark fire of the pre-world
that closes in? The presence of energy within
the elastic net fate weaves is the reckless
daredevil of the pre-world; fate allows it three
leaps, two snaps back, causing suffering,
causing hells; creating the body of desire,
suspending it in the vastness of space,
expanding it, disrupting it, offering it intense
resistance, whereof it can know itself.
Bungee jumping in Viaduc de la Souleuvre, Normandy: photo by Chmoeul, 2005
Bungee jumping outside Macau Tower: photo by Ellanor, 2007
2 comments:
more beautiful crafted unflinching observations, Tom (four poems? 'twas a busy night! - here in "the pre-world" and there in the weave (web world) of fate (Indra's net) which is only and always the same thing, right? - "all that ye know , "all ye can know" , quite a lot we might know, (and back, always finally back, to the body). Trust, ha!, all about trust (and I sure don't mean trust funds!).
De Kooning, with his Dutch accent, famously mispronounced it - "fate". You gotta have "faith
- and a drive and will - passionate will - necessary "resistance, whereof it can know itself"
love
Simon,
Love that De Kooning wisdom, wasn't he one of the pre-Socratics?
You gotta have fate... and as we cellar dwellers also know
You gotta have heart
(And you gotta have those heart retardants, too, to squeeze a few more slow beats out of the motor...)
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