This week on READ TO ME, we read the poem TREATMENT by Kirun Kapur.
Wild. It’s wild. Reading this poem, I feel a gathering up of my attention all along the front of my body — like I was a slack windsock that’s suddenly full and taut with wind.
And then that wind plays me, tosses me around into wryness and laughter, and then into devastation, and into intimacy —
into the straight hard line of a story and through circular eddies of a scene that doesn’t have a beginning or end —
so that by the end the skin along my arms feels taut, too, my heart feels open and pouring, my low belly is feeling a kind of drum beat of something like authority, or inevitability, and somehow a finch is singing on top of my head too.
Wild, right? Wild, courtesy of Kirun Kapur.
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