Critics Page
Thresh:
The Question: what drifts
drifts off—
while history is fixed
(in fact, is entirely based)
upon that which stays
away—go away, said the wheat; away said the day: the day said:
There's a way that music comes back to you, the beat, comes back in its fray; there's a way that music folds itself into intricate structures
now lost in a pocket—you're sure you put it somewhere—
or put it away
(go said the lost; lost said the day—
Threshing is about what weighs
and the ways in which that does or does not weigh us down.
https://youtu.be/ph1GU1qQ1zQ?t=3
So, I'm back to thinking about what gets beaten out of it—
about what flies off from it—
about what the it is
that gets so beaten and all
of us humming under our breath
there's chaff in the air, and it will stay there.