"It is by moving onwards, beyond the known, that No one and you, other reader, will hear the textual voice, which still remains to be heard, and which gives to each of us, after all, No one’s name.” - first names of no one, in The Helene Cixous Reader, S Sellers (ed), p. 33, 1974
, this snow
is
falling
on you,
on where
you stand,
on where
you
stood
[deleted]
it
[barely audible] , it
, happens,
even
in the antipodes,
this snow
hits
your arriving-
place
as modulations in
the after-
image, the
partition-
ed, lit
sequence
of [absences]
on sky-
as winter came, has
come, now
from the
other. sided
from the one, and
pointed
there
to skies. cast
as [name?],
as [date?], strung
in the radio
as micro- weave &
wave,
as spoke
to no-
, to every-.
listening
-cast
as/to sea &
sky.
as/is to know
to list as
absent, see
[inspecific]
as cold is
not
a place it is
this ,[question]
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*[first published alongside 2 other poems in NZ/Aust literary magazine Otoliths, issue 18 (August 2010)]
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