Summer Selections: Forever Looking Both Forward & Back
by Jonathan Parsonage
I. Genesis
וְהָאָרֶץ, הָיְתָה תֹהוּ וָבֹהוּ, וְחֹשֶׁךְ, עַל-פְּנֵי תְהוֹם; וְרוּחַ אֱלֹהִים, מְרַחֶפֶת עַל-פְּנֵי הַמָּיִם.
i)
Void,
A face in Red water.
Light:
Thump! Breath!
Wail!
Dangling meat,
A slither of sheet,
and harmony
as he meets her.
A Mum-clutch-hum
here it comes:
the first smile.
I.i. Xenolalia
כִּי, יֹדֵעַ אֱלֹהִים, כִּי בְּיוֹם אֲכָלְכֶם מִמֶּנּוּ, וְנִפְקְחוּ עֵינֵיכֶם;
וִהְיִיתֶם, כֵּאלֹהִים, יֹדְעֵי, טוֹב וָרָע.
Genesis 3:5
First Word
Crops spring up,
Tiny lines creeping towards the sky
slicing through the vista.
Up they go,
ridiculous spines, tingling
with each breath blown.
Up, yes, up
and up, and up
coiling together; meshing, melding.
So maniacally high
As though the sky were being
Beaten against, ba-bum, ba-bum.
Against the timpanic heartbeat
The panic sets in
And the crops give air:
Air, air to breathe,
Air that fills us and lets us speak,
You groan the sound but mime the word;
Mama –
III. Indigatio Beautitudinem
A Sonnet for Failure
Almost perfect in execution,
But lacking age, so lacking the words.
Her mouth opened and swallowed me up.
Yet, in the bubbling belly of the beast,
The first angel of Love, full-bodied,
Came to meet me. Leaving cigarette burns
Like stigmata on my hands and my feet.
With Rimbaud looking down on Lover’s Walk,
With its benches, ever-wet, ever warm
As her kiss. We met there to drink cheap wine
As my parents slept in their single beds.
Almost perfect in execution,
But lacking in age so resorting to rhyme
For an embodied muse. Out of Form, out of Time.
Summer Selections is a FalWriting series bringing you a variety of writing produced this academic year by Falmouth students. It's a vibrant and diverse selection of work covering text forms from experimental poetry to forensic literary analysis, from gothic short stories to critical dissertations. This year the selection is guest edited by third year student Jess Hawes.