ditch,

the poetry that matters

Valerie Silva

Valerie Silva lives and writes in Montreal. She studies Canadian Postmodernism at McGill University where she is an editor for various campus publications. She was also editorial assistant for Matrix Magazine and now assists at The Bull Calf.

 

the (un)hyphenated life

It’s one thing
to hold on. Follow the scent of blinding
NEON light and cringe at the sound of the ‘clause’
                                                           
                                                                        only/  finally
                                                                                    to
                                                                                    be
told by some cold war dissenter that flash photography is our only deity
that   we are in/out
that latching
Is for the old, the bedridden.


            It’s quite another to be 
                                                   cradled
                            between stacks             and stacks of shifting typeface,
Empty/
Burning
Antho-
Logies,
and then fall upon one caricature of Lyotard
[1] (in leotards nonetheless),
seeing the hyphen’s sneer, its stunt ― it is stunting.
Only the comma in its unassuming curvature, its metal hook, has known, all along, that generational conflicts were not buried in trenches
[2].

            It is something, to have to learn, NOW, just how to latch on
                                                            To some thing
[3]




[1] Arguably, the father of Postmodernism.

[2] World War I trenches

[3] That is, the Heideggarian ‘thing.’

  

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                                                                                                         October 28, 2012