(Parenthesis) : Swarm
developing concept, ideas, form
Confession: for me the process involving humans crafting and innovating artifacts is (perhaps, nearly) as pleasurable and fascinating as the delight and enjoyment of the “accomplished” creation / artifact / best-of-my-ability result.
Today I plunged into a work I project for my future – a collection of poetic writings with a provisional cohesion designated by the titular nomenclature (Parenthesis) : Swarm. I am offering the beginnings, inchoate guesswork, anticipatory effort, languaging hoping to find some concretion or sense – in case others too are fascinated by the ways in which we humans find forms, structures, outlets, mediums for the expression of our experience.
Poetry depends on its realization to activate and actualize its purposes. I think that form and structure, metaphor and language rudiments all occur as potencies – possibilities, options, offerings – to both direct and elicit, open and enclose, what we are moved, determined, or curious to communicate.
Here lies (or rises) the inception of one of this year’s projects for me… for better or worse, I hope it provides instigation or inspiration in you concerning the prospects of concocting, explaining, depicting, describing, or mediating some forms of human experiencings of our living, our worlds.
(Parenthesis) : Swarm
(The blue was an empty sector of sky) :
before the ascending clamor of birds,
blackbirds, maybe. Or wrens, sparrows, the murther of crows
at which point : (monochrome)
(Soundless activities = black / white) : an argument of colors.
(White page. Blank. Emptiness. A void) : A chaos.
Sounds, ideas, emotions bum-rushing, flood-filling, desire-aching to mark up, cross out, cross-hatch, scribble-claim, create/destroy the unwanting, unwanted : (Blank page. White. Unlined. Refusing).
(White noise. A chaos. A filler) : (A Parenthesis) : A Swarm.
Rising up or rising down? Its violence, this freedom (this emptiness, bereavement) : this horde.
(If parenthesis sounds aside reflective calm) the lettered patterns are closing in, are pressing, encroaching (an erasured calm).
There are (Breath-gaps, Awareness) : while we survive.
Endure infinity, perception, experience : ALIVE (reflect. dream. prepare to become).
(Sleep-freedom) : surreality of anxious dreams.
(The “little deaths”) : vigorous and belabored, exhaustively lusted , our desires.
Like fires, like (Ash). (A remains, an inchoate.
A beginning) : an actuality.
If triggering happens – within swarm – directions will alter towards (flow)
An isolation (becomes compatible). (We thrive) or are disjointed.
Differentiation (in accord).
(This is how it ends) : in its beginnings.
You arrive – a great undoing – traumatic archive. I retreat
(or receive, select the join). Independence (community).
The surge : (the Swell). We swarm – the two, no six, no twelve
(of Us). The (love) : and discord. (Arrangements) interrupted.
(Habitude) : and nuance. (The Parenthesis) : The Swarm.