abramovic.

abramovic.

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

i speak to your silences
as to a quiet companion
in an old fashioned train car
nervous smiles shot across
a knee’s length canyon
of charged emptiness
polite shuffling of papers
soft exhortations of breath
and a tentative stretch
of fingers along
a shared window ledge
no shorter than the Great Wall

© 2013 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)



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The anxiety of exaggerated instances show themselves well here, hence the canyons being no longer than the distance of a knee and the window ledge being shown as tall as the Great Wall. Perhaps this is the second piece I've read of forbidden love, of two princes, princesses, or any combination of the two pondering a life with the significant other. But reality subsists, and the distance makes itself known as a tormentor meant to tease from the midpoint of the two prisons. I like this concept. I believe you describe a moment, growing more and more exaggerated as more time passes.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nice. This speaks to all of us who travel publicly and must face strangers eyes, smells. fear and complacency.... Very nice.

Posted 4 Years Ago


wonderful piece...enjoyed it a lot...i can feel the nervous energy!

Posted 4 Years Ago



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jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)
jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

Vancouver, BC, Canada



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