How can one happening
call up both
previous similar occurrences
as well as the diverse flow / feelings associated?
The complex memory architecture of
when she said Remember me
she was asking / impossible.
This is what we call control
compression of the moment / such as
the wasp trapped between two glass panes
is there now & is there forever / late summer
& what does it matter.
Each of several trees mingled / leaves
twisted & not caring which trunk they traced back to
whether it was afternoon or morning.
Even right now
I’m breathing in the purest air
the sweetest inspiration from the day.
Morning is when one side of the sky feels open
the other crowded with sullen clouds
either growing dark or fading.
The surrounding buildings caught every type of sunlight
& you said this was now a field
against which / we could / truly see
& there was such loving detail
in the structure of the skyline
though my mechanical mind translated
this one gone moment
into a construction of blunt & faded syntax
so that this blue sky was not raging
with rare beauty
but simply was was inexorable unyielding.
are fraught when seen in conflict / disharmony
with something not itself
& you told me you loved me
my constituent fragments
unified only in the sunlight
as it faded in the brown of your hair.
The speaker combines a sense of joy
in description of the world
with the reality of these inducements
as filtered by / processed through
a brain of language
that often gets it wrong.
Always joy is transmuted into some other joy
or is maybe only close to a correct impression
& so begins to stay away from moments
of immense sensory detail
in favor of complex avoidance strategies
too clunky recordings of inner clockwork
only because those will always be mistaken anyway.
So are we happy to lack the delicate instruments
necessary to achieve
or allow the impact of events?
Nate Pritts is the author of five books of poetry, most recently Sweet Nothing which Publishers Weekly describes as “both baroque and irreverent, banal and romantic, his poems […] arrive at a place of vulnerability and sincerity.” He is the founder & principal editor of H_NGM_N, an online journal & small press.
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