A Library of Light
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When poet Danielle Vogel began writing meditations on the syntax of earthen and astral light, she had no idea that her mother's tragic death would eclipse the writing of that book, turning her attention to grief's syntax and quiet fields of cellular light in the form of memory. Written in elegant, crystalline prose poems, A Library of Light is a memoir that begins and ends in an incantatory space, one in which light speaks. At the book's center glows a more localized light: the voice of the poet as she reflects, with ceremonial patience, on the bioluminescence of the human body, language's relationship to lineage, her mother's journals written during years of estrangement from her daughter, and the healing potential of poetry. A mesmerizing elegy infused with studies of epigenetic theory and biophotonics, A Library of Light shows that to language is to take part in transmission, transmutation of energy, and sonic (re)patterning of biological light.
[sample poem]
When we are. When we are there, we lay together
and cover ourselves with our voices. When we are
ten, we are also twenty-one. We speak of breathing,
but this is a thing we cannot do. When we are
seven, we are also eighteen. When we are eighteen,
we begin our bodies. But we are unmappable,
unhinged. A resynchronization of codes, the
crystalline frequencies of stars, seeds, vowels, lying
dormant within you. We are the oldest dialect. A
sound the voice cannot make but makes.
Danielle Vogel
Danielle Vogel is a poet and interdisciplinary artist working at the intersections of queer ecology, somatics, and ceremony. She is the author of four hybrid poetry collections, including Edges & Fray and a triptych of poetic texts: Between Grammars, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity, and A Library of Light. Her installations and site responsive works have been displayed at RISD Museum, among other art venues, and adaptions of her works have been performed at such places as Carnegie Hall in New York and the Tjarnarbíó Theater in Reykjavík, Iceland. She is Associate Professor of English in Creative Writing at Wesleyan University.
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A Library of Light - Danielle Vogel
Light
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We come to life now. When we. When we are. We pick up language like a lit garment, wet and shaken out. A shinbone lifts. An elbow. A paragraph. All shot through until our edges dissolve in pleats. We are held together through our separatenesses. We are an ambiance of remains. Wreckage, re-configuring. We are an illuminated architecture. Nothing you know to name. We are a moving letter. Topologies of sound. We are never static, but echoic. As we make shape, we take it. The mouth, unmarooned. We trespass punctuation. A curvature. An arc, unarchived in the sharing. We almost make a circle, but what we mean is silence into sound. Or a coming into focus. We are always in the present tense. The flood of the gap, washed out. We, a word. We, a window. Bring your body.
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When we are six, we are also seventeen. When we are six, we are reading. But we cannot yet read. Our language drapes over some thing and we make shape associatively. When we are seventeen, we are reading by resonance. A certain rhyme in the curve of an atom. The slight of it slips through the tongue. A leaning of throats. When we are three, we are also fourteen. When we are fourteen, we do not know the difference between a book and a body. We are unbound, gutterless. A woman’s skin near the eye. We are a page, the plum-colored aureole. A cobbled finger-bone, a vague star system.
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A slope of cells. Or water, stories. A soft warping through the gloss. A belly. We refuse to come into convergence. We are already converged. We are the yellow hour that laminates the horizon. We are a strigosing of selves. We love. When we are. When we are there. When we are one, we are sometimes also twelve. When we are three, the ground is mostly ether. We walk through the specter of things. When we are seven, the world is drained. When we are only four, we live in empty hours. When we are six, we fall in love with the position of a sun, the slats between astronomical bodies. We fall in love. We love through the throat. We reverberate. We are wedded in occurrence. We are led by our hands, but we have no hands. When we are nine, we are also twenty. We are a shifting geometry, the rotation of a sound, and the halo moves from the window.
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When we are. When we are there, we lay together and cover ourselves with our voices. When we are ten, we are also twenty-one. We speak of breathing, but this is a thing we cannot do. When we are seven, we are also eighteen. When we are eighteen, we begin our bodies. But we are unmappable, unhinged. A resynchronization of codes, the crystalline frequencies of stars, seeds, vowels, lying dormant within you. We are the oldest dialect. A sound the voice