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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Visual Poetry from Seldon Yuan
In the memory of photos
again i hd to leave
bhnd wht cld not be carried
was phtgrphd to a weight and size idntcl
to small paper “ rmmber, do not frgt”
untl again i hd to move
thn i remmbrd… i can nt remmber
so i photgrphd mments amng ppl wthin lndscps light arrngmnts of tble settings thmbtacks bedding bxes by wndws
“ and move “
i phtgrphed untl i hd to phtgrph the phtgphs qrtering
the weight untl the mnemonic becme a .
move i cld not move
not move i cld nt stay
to nt frgt or stop
again i hd to leave
bhnd wht cld not be carried
was phtgrphd to a weight and size idntcl
to small paper “ rmmber, do not frgt”
untl again i hd to move
thn i remmbrd… i can nt remmber
so i photgrphd mments amng ppl wthin lndscps light arrngmnts of tble settings thmbtacks bedding bxes by wndws
“ and move “
i phtgrphed untl i hd to phtgrph the phtgphs qrtering
the weight untl the mnemonic becme a .
move i cld not move
not move i cld nt stay
to nt frgt or stop
Visual Poetry from Seldon Yuan
Behind the brush
behind the brush we could not have seen one
another then was only sky
we had to leave wondering
among other things where
birds came from where birds go to
camouflaged by our leaving
thoughts we saw only ourselves
alone envying stones we were saddened
by logs as arms cradled down
back until our branches touched
by chance there was never chance
we are trees we have always been together
behind the brush we could not have seen one
another then was only sky
we had to leave wondering
among other things where
birds came from where birds go to
camouflaged by our leaving
thoughts we saw only ourselves
alone envying stones we were saddened
by logs as arms cradled down
back until our branches touched
by chance there was never chance
we are trees we have always been together
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Visual Poetry from Seldon Yuan
Actor poem 3
The logic of mistakes and imitation
If there was company
This would be considered silence
Every tree cut
The highest fruits picked
Now as if every bit of food eaten
Language, inflection, emotion
a repeated shopping list
bread, milk, cereal, juice, water
The logic of mistakes and imitation
If there was company
This would be considered silence
Every tree cut
The highest fruits picked
Now as if every bit of food eaten
Language, inflection, emotion
a repeated shopping list
bread, milk, cereal, juice, water
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