A videohaiku sequence
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Twenty-four videohaiku with texts prompted by the footage and existing in dialogue with it, made between March 15-May 20, 2019 as a sequel to Winter Trees. See Via Negativa for a few process notes. Here’s a transcription of the texts for the visually impaired:
shedding its snow
the new
old mountain
*
March wind
the first rose-colored
vulture face
*
counting the rings
in the wood frog pond
another year
*
yellow-bellied sapsucker
tapping
its true name
*
former field
the ruffed grouse makes a drum
out of thin air
*
bee or not
the daffodils
keeping faith
*
sun-drenched woods
the first violets
are yellow
*
fake flowers
where they found his body
fly fishing
*
Good Friday
despite claw and knife marks
they’re no one’s beeches
*
wind flowers
the way Beethoven heard
an ode to joy
*
budburst time
the returned vet says he went
straight to the woods
*
spring rain
learning that Dad
has Parkinson’s
*
railroad ties
crowd the vanishing point
fiddleheads
*
such a rush
to come back from the dead
April heat
*
coal country spring
all her doll’s new
imaginary friends
*
tweeting
about the #MetGala
watch your step
*
red eft—
how salamandery
this path
*
painted trillium
already going limp
catch and release
*
this habit
of inhabiting hills
the ants and me
*
clouds lifting
the valley’s visible
clear to the bare earth
*
spring woods at dusk
a daytime firefly
flutters past
*
green green
the broken boughs hiding
that murdered girl
*
nitrous moon
your balloon voice gone
far and wee
*
hatchlings
do you miss the hard shell
of a perfect world?