GENYA TUROVSKAYA

Pax

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

PAX

 

 

 

everything else is a lie

 

but for this I would lie down

                         

                                      to pause

 

in un-fluxed topos

 

 

no ur     no protean cell

 

but the crux

 

 

in counterpulse

 

                                                  in xxx

 

 

 

                                      as the arc

after

 

                 (ruin)                         (rain)

 


 

 

 

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preludes

 

 

the split

 

and peeling off   

 

 

 

 

say what you dream

 

 

 

I dream that you are broken and I feed

and bathe you like a child

 

what other reason is there to persist

 

it brightens and it fades

 

the world outside

this house

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I am

I am

I am

 

 

 

pnuema              mute origin

insensate puff of breath

 

those first birds

were birthed                   

 

          viscous  &  moist

 

from the black egg

I squatted down

        and laid

 

 

 

 

 


 

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now it    the word for it

descends

                (the disc resembling

the sun   

           dim Helios tripping down                                            

the helix of the spiral stair

 

 

I am there                  

splayed

 

in ambiguous intimacy

with myself

 

 

               arrested

 

in this minute fire

 

all this

mundane abundance

 

 

 

now my clothes do not love me back

 

nor my shoes

embrace me


 

 

 

 

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to begin what has begun again

 

 

suddenly men appear  and absolutely nothing

happens

 

except that something is   and becomes was

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the men in fireproof suits

 

the men running toward the pier

 

the men afloat

                        

aloft

 

hoisting the flags and dancing on the moon

amid the absurd pyrotechnics of the stars

 

no sleight of hand   as sudden clouds

in cloudless skies               in love’s

            flat-footed evocation

 

 

do you approach     

recede    

 

the battering tide


 

 

 

 

 

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something happens

something is happening to me

 

something has interrupted

something else     someone

turns to look

over their shoulder

 

there is nothing there

 

 

 

 

 

begin again

begin with nothing   with the man falling   the man flung

upward

begin with the knees

 

these hours  this hour   I will not repeat   I will not reappear

this peculiar hour

this aluminum harbor