I love how the plane looks like it's about to clear off by itself, or lives in its dreams of flying up there on the top shelf. A wonderful projection onto objects, their proximate relationship to the poem itself ("here they settle in memories") as a collection of close things ("objects congregate"). What's in, what's out. A lovely semiotics of feeling, Sarah.
topography of the soul
ReplyDeleteVery fine, Sarah.
ReplyDeleteI love how the plane looks like it's about to clear off by itself, or lives in its dreams of flying up there on the top shelf. A wonderful projection onto objects, their proximate relationship to the poem itself ("here they settle in memories") as a collection of close things ("objects congregate"). What's in, what's out. A lovely semiotics of feeling, Sarah.
ReplyDeleteyes that captures something about home - that things are not consciously arranged, they end up in places
ReplyDeleteOh thank you! (All I can see is the dust!!! on the bookshelf). I think there might be a bit of dust on the plane too! Such a cute little paper plane.
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