The Writing of an Hour
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What actually happens within the revolution of the clock's hands? In The Writing of an Hour the poet considers the effort and the deliberateness that brings her to her desk each day. Despite domestic and day job demands and widespread lockdown, Coultas forges connections to the sublime and wonders what it means to be from the Americas. These poems verge on the surreal, transform the quotidian, and respond anew to the marvelous. The Writing of an Hour takes the reader on a journey in four sections; from a bedroom to an improvised desk over the North Sea, where she attempts to create an artwork inside an airplane cabin flying over Greenland's rivers of ice.
The Mending Hour
I tied one on, I mean I took my grandmother's apron, its strings and glittery rickrack and I wore it on the streets of the East Village. The apron is a cloak of superpowers, a psychic umbrella I paraded past Emma Goldman's E. 10th St. address, and rang her doorbell for a sip of water. My domestic armor is made of gingham though a woman is still considered an unelectable candidate.
Brenda Coultas
Brenda Coultas is author of three books of poems: The Marvelous Bones of Time, A Handmade Museum, and Early Films. She teaches at Touro College and has served as faculty in Naropa University's Summer Writing Program, and she lives in New York City.
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The Writing of an Hour - Brenda Coultas
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The Writing of an Hour
THE WRITING OF AN HOUR
Hour I
The domestic dust of an hour: when a granddaddy longlegs has spun, from corner to corner, a network of webs and eggs.
Low radio bleed-through, partner walking and scraping something like dried egg off a plate, an hour after breakfast, and the hour before in the bath, the laptop by the tub but out of reach of the splatter, or is it better to say, the displacement of water, the waves a body makes as it enters another body and laps over the edge? I should learn something during bath time, so I listen to a talk on Peruvian ruins and their effects on local economies, the speaker says, like village women selling while preserving traditional crafts.
TED Talks on auto play, learning as I soak and after drying off, I could pass an exit exam.
Change the station, drying my hand and arm, and shutting the lid to be with my own thoughts about how to reduce cleverness in writing, to consider an assignment of describing lost sounds, like all the sounds in Crossing Brooklyn Ferry,
but mostly how to overcome writer’s block, and how to do two things at once exceptionally well, and think I’d like to drop acid.
Heating soup in the kitchen, even though this is the hour of writing, glance at three French baguettes that need to be tossed into the woods for animals to eat: back on the bed, propped up and keyboarding, sniffles, and looking at blue socks on my feet, and this view of green grass despite the season, leaves of curled brown like butcher’s paper and summer lawn chairs, and what about that humpback whale videoed in Hudson River, a singular traveler, through heavy boat traffic and if the whale is lost or sick, how lonely or not, is this mammal, who must surface to breathe.
Hour II
This is the hour of writing, raining and dark days of winter. Of colds and crap, of umbrellas and hate when the wind blows them ribs out. My husband follows me from room to room. And I wonder if my domestic dust is more like The Story of an Hour
or more like The Yellow Wallpaper
?
I cannot distinguish fact from fiction.
Houses from accessories
Bowls from pitchers
Armoires from wardrobes
Carriages from shopping carts
I steal into the ceramic shop to eat from white plates as thin as saltines, some cabbage-shaped dishes and lobster-handled platters that the British are so proud of. I carve houses out of a roadside bank of clay, garages and arches court the danger of collapse and they do collapse on the best matchbox cars, including sports cars with suicide doors––and when I am the little match girl, I obsess over haunted houses as much as Shirley Jackson, and I draw you into a warren of rooms.
When I return from the hour, Mrs. Mallard is dead, and my partner stoned and cooking and listening to a podcast