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| Posted: 31 Dec 2019 06:36 AM PST  1. I had an experience of a country Which is a place on planet Earth Of wild beauty to which no word in the English language Can accurately be appended. It was a romance That I was taken into, which made me wild and humbled me beyond all speech A legend that grew into facts, ravages of ravages I doubt I ever will be able to speak to I knelt in love, I crawled for love, I too had had dreams of revolution But I would not pretend to powers That lord and lady I lacked There are histories of magic speech That should not be written down 2. Look: I was a woman with a problem I did not come all this way to deceive you It was a problem I could not resolve And because my problem was unsolvable I was shown miracles. Impossible Things were shown to my naked eye As if to say: the resolution of your problem Is not the purpose of your errand Your problem produces heat in you Intolerable heat you have converted to prayer And I, girl, am the issue of your prayer Woman, I am the issue of it But it was not your prayer that made me 3. After my ex and I had talked and couldn't communicate Because a sugary form of narcissism had crisped all over Everything we said like candy on a halo Old candy you'd have to suck a long time or bite to get through And I had lost my appetite for this adult candy of my condition And your condition and my worth and your worth as the great telescope Of obscurity peeped the immensity of garbage that is the product Of the loneliness of the hungry adults of Earth, after my ex and I had failed To get through to one another an online course Led by a sexy hostage negotiator was advertised to me And while I packed and went about my pre holiday duties I listened to three or four videos of him talking He has a lazy eye I find troublingly alluring The way he pronounces hostage is... unique? Every time he says the word he says it like HAAAAAHHHHstage (The way when someone is "hot" people sometimes lean very hard on the start of the word Sometimes I think the phoneme HA—but IS phoneme the word for this? Has something to do with the heart of God HA It's the syllable that restored virility to the body of Abraham Sometimes I think it's the joke behind Harvard Did you know hardly anything is known about John Harvard Well he does look handsome as a statue A bust of him loomed on a high mantelpiece Under which I watched Bernadette Mayer and Fanny Howe discuss money How in their youth they and their friends never cared about it And how in those days doing things "for the money" was unheard of "I used to think you could live without money," said Bernadette, "you can't." 4. "Since I can't get away, I'll change" or something This won't be my favorite poem in the whole world TELEPHONE opened early in 2009 Just after the financial crisis, now makes a decade Won Obies, a sold-out run, & that year Was also my first time teaching poetry My job was Holloway poet at UC Berkeley Therefore what's ending is my first decade Of full adulthood. When success type Things were first being offered me I found it hard to grasp. My inclination was to run And frankly it still is. There's a stack of electric Feeling sitting on these ten Years that is also sitting on your stack Of years that makes it feel unlike any other ten Years that I've lived that I've ever tried To take a good honest look at. It has to do With a sensation of having fought lovingly To behold, notice, apprehend, and adore what lived Through me all this time while having also often found myself More like a specimen under surveilance by me myself In partnership with outside forces to which I had never Given my consent even though I signed the Terms And Conditions and all the Privacy Policies, all only apparently benign And never neutral. I was as a drop of pondwater Pressed between rectangles of glass It feels weird to try and say what mattered Most to me, to me! During these years. The facts we move through are the outcome, I guess, And we avert our eyes from most of them, of what we've felt. But I want so desperately to be human. And the longing In me to keep the best of the truth secret from you is also strong. And yet I so dearly want to know you. Continual surveilance is its own kind of feeling Coupled with the catastrophes In the lives of many of the people I've loved best There's a hellacious ethics To No Escape. I have liked to lose Myself in labor. Apart from loving, The pleasure of disappearing Into people even more fucked up And always more beautiful than me What a relief The idea of flight, or perpetual motion, is what I'm trying To speak of, which in a novel would be the form Called Picaresque. How to keep moving while abjuring The notion of escape? I didn't take refuge in some Berlin I felt it my duty to be American. Because I don't Know how to be and because the very thought of it Hurts me. But if I'm going to be here, enjoying As I can my great complicity with you And billions of us and what won't let us Live, my heart, I can at least sober up This poem. The eye of things is everywhere. I had to run THROUGH the culture To get beyond it. There was no way to get around it. 5. The day after Xmas I was walking down Warren Street Eating a pear. I was thinking about Dylan Thomas And his despair and the despair that is a vitamin To me, though I hate to admit it. Hi Ariana, Said an elegantly smiling person in a long black Faux faur and slim black choker, you don't know me But I love your work. Keep it up. The person smiled At me and I smiled and said thank you and nice To meet you and then we both kept walking and I finished My pear. The irony was I had just started writing This poem and was that very second Thinking, I have got to stop, this shit will fucking Kill me. These heroics, living so desperately, Letting my ex not let go of me, secretly never Letting go of my lovers, caring so much in secret For my poem, secretly adoring more than I can say, Trusting only these lines, trusting almost nothing "Real." Now it is tomorrow and I am editing This. I just awoke from a dream. In it I was a little boy. Laughing inside myself, I dove To the ocean floor. When I got there I realized I did not know how to swim. I vaguely heard The adults far above me, through a density of water As heavy as ten years. I awoke with a gasp. My chest Hurt. It still hurts. Some years ago I confided in Cecilia Vicuña When we read together at Princeton and I was a good Five years into full on wrecking myself for Art I think my career might be killing Me I told her, which anyone could see Just by looking at me. Then you are probably right, She said gently, for Cecilia Vicuña speaks gently, and she said, I have been there myself, and it's a good thing You know it. Because now you can save yourself. 6. It's not so much my career I have to save Myself from now, but something bigger Deeper, the internalized companion Of algorithmic despair, which I am not Alone with and which can kill while Simultaneously, and I'm about to quote Rilke, serenely disdaining to destroy us. Nothing escapes judgment here below If not of our fellows with their AR-15s Or the police with their guns then a mass Produced internal fascist of self-betterment Which froths with unbeloved life force I'm not in the mood to make good on Even if there's no running away from the stars Or their and our velocity, or night itself Which we've almost slain for endless day I feel I have moved so fast, so slow Only to make enough of a hash of things That now, on the threshhold of the symmetrical Year I only want to live. I don't know as I can Do that without poems, but I might. Not prove, or prove you worthy of my love Or render myself worthy of, as, and to God Or transubstantiate our longing to be good Or tender to you my heart in exchange for slender And fattening money Beating out the secret immensities Of my own private religion in the wide-open Borderless Zion of our collective toil….. Ariana Reines is a poet and astrologer based in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her newest book, A Sand Book, was longlisted for the National Book Award. ALL IMAGES      |
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