Oct 21, 2014

SAWTOOTH POEM #9

October 2014 @Sawtooth ARI Program
FRONT GALLERY: Papering Topographies by Sue Henderson (TAS)
MIDDLE GALLERY: Nebula by Susan Buret (NSW)
PROJECT GALLERY: DAMNATION by Annika Harding (ACT)
NEW MEDIA GALLERY: The Fall of Icarus by Daniel Savage (ACT)

3-25 October 2014
Poem by: Peter Schonefeld
Photography by: Mel De Ruyter

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And here i lie, a bed for feathers.

but soon realise this rest is just 

an interlude to a deeper crisis 

as my shade floats down 

to a place with

ink on white walls

   (valleys carved by clouds

   and pasted vertically into

   flat forests foretelling failure

   by tweened sheets by

   ancient lichens on igneous) and

yellow shapes

   (collecting like strings in space,

   rivers in the topography of time:

   grouping and repelling,

   opening entranceways,

   and blocking exits).

after forever, she asks,

why so sad Icarus?

i reply, “there’s no way out.”

too bad, she chides smugly,

you’ve built your own damn.

now live in it.

 - by  Peter Schonefeld