Yet another one-minute videopoem. We had a series of violent thunderstorms the night before last, and rather than film the lightning itself, I decided to try and capture what the lightning illuminated. It was interesting how sometimes the camera managed to focus and other times it didn’t.
The use of a cursive script for the title was a first for me. The poem arose like all the others in this one-minute series, as a response to the footage. Influenced I think by my two recent videohaiku, it makes a literal connection with the film imagery at the end.
How I Knew Her
I knew her the way a lake knows a mountain:
from the top down.
Through careful reassembly after every breeze.
I knew her the way a clown knows boredom:
better than I knew that absurdity my self.
I knew her the way an ear candle knows an ear:
through the most intimate of failures
& the sincerest form of flattery.
I knew her the way the night knows lightning:
by inference from the series of missing moments.