WHAT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR IS ELSEWHERE

Nomas*Projects invited me to help reflect on the Incarnation with a joint exhibition with conceptual artist David McCulloch.  The exhibition is entitled:  PROMISES PROMISES.
It is exhibited at 9a Ward Road, Dundee, Scotland from December 1st-31st.
My contribution was an experimentation with writing a ‘concrete’ poem, which is displayed between David’s contribution:  two marble squares inscribed (one forward and one reversed) with the legend:  ‘WHAT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR IS ELSEWHERE’.
Here’s the poem:

Too
sm-
all,
too
po-
or,
too
eth-
nic,
too
an-
cie
-nt.
So-
Ph
-ie
won’t claim it.
The Stab won’t touch it.
They can’t see it and refuse other-
wise to feel it. Yet it burns like stars on the whorls of their fingers and lingers like a burnt offering in their no-
strils and like ash-into-beauty on the
-ir tongues. Dig ears to see.
Dig eyes to h
-ear.
Let
so-
ul
cov
-er
fle
-sh
lik
e s-
kin
an-
d l-
ist
-en
in.

 

©DOJP 2015

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Background Check (or This Poem is the Gun) – shaped version

These words are the bullets. (Count ‘em, they number forty-nine.)

This poem is the gun. But in whose mouth, yours or mine?

And if to read it is to shoot it, then which of us pulled the

trigger, and whose

brains were just

blown out in

redly shining

vigour?