More Celan lines to bring you to your knees:
I am the first to drink of the blue that still looks for its eye.
I drink from your footprint and see:
You roll through my fingers, pearl, and you grow!
You roll: the black hailstone of sadness
Is caught by a kerchief turned white with waving goodbye.
Make me bitter.
Count me among the amonds.
and carry the thing that’s uncertain
and carry the green thing into your Ever.
Set your flag at half-mast,
But keep yes and no unsplit.
In the wind-shadow, thousandfold, you.
You and the arm
with which naked I grew towards you,
The beams. They blow us together.
We bear the brightness, the pain and the name.
don’t know, you know,
don’t know, do we?,
and at times when
only the void stood between us we got
all the way to each other.
So I am reading this friday and saturday in Raleigh and Richmond. Hope to see you there, yo:
Raleigh, North Carolina, FRIDAY December 10th:
Lily Brown, Julia Cohen, Anna Lena Phillips, Nellie Bellows
Morning Times, 10 E. Hargett St.
Richmond, Virginia, SATURDAY December 11th:
Lily Brown, Julia Cohen, with contributors of the RVA zines lips and celestial bodies
6pm Vegan potluck
7 pm reading
The Flying Brick
506 S.Pine St., Richmond 23220