The above link is a feature film created by my exceedingly talented friend, the artist, Julian Lach. It is an incredible, meditative, funny, and mesmerizing movie that I hope will bring as much joy to you as it did to me. Julian asked me if I would write some poetry to accompany his film, which I have included below for your enjoyment.
Seven Questions Posed to the Silent God
Narratives spun without characters
Trees make the best protagonists
Empty space can speak for itself
Why complicate it with people?
Insects have taken back their world
Deer fletcherize the corpses left over;
The beauteous detritus
From the Peaceful Apocalypse
Rotting in the garden
Why do you need a punchline,
Or even a joke,
When every hollow atom
is radiant with laughter?
A demon sits on the window sill
The curtains lightless and drawn
But he still has the foresight
To make out his mark
And number them amongst the numbered
Moss resumes it tyranny
Over the suffering window ledges
A mushroom may sprout from every orifice
But doesn’t bamboo make the best telescopes?
I looked under the chair
But still could not find you
Perhaps you are out dancing with the rippled waters
Waiting for the river to take off its garters?
Still, the effigies remain as immigrants from the past
Mannequins and china dolls our only ancestors
Who will place them in museum cases
Now that the ravens have fractured their claws?
Now that the Ravens have fractured their caws.
Now that the Ravens have fractured their cause
Still you can hear the creator
Muttering to himself in broken German
But the language will only reassert itself
Once the snowflakes have ceased to scream
Always make the finest quilts
And as you peek under the duvet,
Trying to keep warm,
I promise you this:
We will reach The Other Shore
And tear the bastard’s eyes out.
When White Noise Talks
But who is that sitting in the empty chair?
Where is the observer –
Can he even be found?
Only when we are nowhere
Can we be omnipresent.
And stuffed in a trunk
Can we be sure of anything at all