| | Individual Time I'm calling out from pictures to your vision creating it turn right, that dream building cutglass window in door. Automatically inside their apartment, you don't have to get there. This is before the lost sacred corpus vision, someone says Look at my author photo. I don't really want to I'm turning to defiant metal not a dream part, can you see it where the movement of images turns back towards me I want a different, how I'm portrayed because you can't see me, visage. Look at me please. The soul is so thick larger than the portrait what you'd call madonnaesque, and then there was more hoax a view as I am the rose here. And you never wanted to be that, did I? I was waiting to see what I would be. Blackness eats you but your soul eats it without your knowing that figure, because it is causing your appearance to the world. They arrange me in clothes of Easter, or of the first day of classes, but I'm projecting pigment cracked gold on fire, thinking braver thoughts. It takes courage to get to the ancient altar of the moment where I create individual time. The picture body untremblingly stares large-eyed I also create the tablets of exponential seeing: it brightens all around it, as I'm the apparatus of what there is to be; and I am making it, my time visibly becoming me. |
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| Copyright © 2013 by Alice Notley. Used with permission of the author. |
About this Poem: "I was trying to change the mental spaces within a poem, so that past and future could be more coincident--as I am my past right now." Alice Notley |
| Poetry by Notley Culture of One |
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| | | | Alice Notley is the author of numerous books of poetry including, Culture of One (Penguin, 2011) and Grave of Light: New and Selected Poems, 1970-2005 (Wesleyan, 2007), which received the 2007 Lenore Marshall Prize from the Academy of American Poets. She lives in Paris. | | Related Poems by Ted Berrigan by Walt Whitman by John Milton |
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