Jean Dupas (French, 1882-1964), Les tireurs d’arc [The bowmen], 15 May 1918. Gouache, watercolour and ink on paper, 25.5 x 21 cm.
LEFT SIDE LIBERATION FROM E - alice notley
in the left where I was abandoned,
ritually, in a forest, the left side of my
self was pulled further
into an inky thicket, I stood in
In the flaw you have defined
as power and force, instead of as love;
gravity, electricity, charm.
but not brilliant.
In the flaw if I
make my other hand work,
the love between
the two hands will be balanced.
I don’t. You won’t let me
The powerful right hand dreams (it’s dreaming
These dreams are more powerful than bombs
because they don’t have to move to affect me—-
You, you asked for a bomb-maker
a righthand kind of scientist, or a
geneticist to make us … not ambidextrous but
square enough to be understood by you.
I stand in your flaw and choose
I’ve made my left hand weak
it isn’t love’s hand at all
it’s the hand of … unknow it
that’s death but if you
left hand:) in your fate
you can … not “balance”
but be equal to
(left hand:) the life
there’s a wind through my sweater
it’s even left of the famous heart
I have to love your flaw
but, to the left, is so awesome
and you won’t even go with me
(left hand:) beyond love
That’s the way it is.
I’m writing near rational
soberest Mitch-ham now.
You have no respect for anyone else
while you’re writing, he says to me.
No I don’t. And that’s correct, the correct way to be.
others in the caves a strange
entity there a wide sentient
absence E for that entity.
E has arms, gesticulates apparently speaking
no one can hear him. It’s not that he’s mute
it’s that he’s … epi … epi …
epidural but not epiphanic.
just a quick
fix. a surface. reject him.
Outside the door of this cave red vibrates
a dream is trying to enter
it’s forming in the peripheral shadows a
world I’ll have always been in
for its brief duration.
I dream I dance with someone to the gooey sounds
of John Lennon’s “Imagine.”
Goo comes from everywhere
in and out of ass
binding blindness Dream us
till we die