lauantai 16. maaliskuuta 2024

SUBMERGED IN TIME

Our language may be confused,
but we usually are not.

Maria Zielenbach: Back to the Past?
Disentangling Elvish Time and Space
Refer-ence, Mallorn Issue 64, Winter 2023.

1
Rising from lethargy, I clean
cat vomit from the floor, make
coffee, sit before the computer,
put Vietnamese folk music on,
and read how we move through
unchanging events towards
our encounter in Samarra.

2
The cat, having sat on my
lap, can't stand more folk
music from Indochina and
runs away. I sip more coffee
and read on. Midnight
will soon be after us.

3
Time exists separate
from our existence, as events
which necessarily have
to follow each other. We
don't create it. We are
submerged in it, from
our cells to our thoughts.
One moment we appear
in time, on another
moment we disappear.
Even when the black
holes have evaporated
time exists, coupled
with the pure void.

4
The cat has come back
after the music ended,
pushes himself through
time into a plastic bag
filled with old memorabilia.
We are like that, containers
for things gathered up
along the way. And
sometimes someone
comes and enters.

16.03.2024


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