John Kinsella's 'Star Shavings'
I’m pleased here to present a brief excerpt from John Kinsella’s series titled “Star Shavings,” a cycle of photo-poems. Jacket2 and PennSound are making the cycle available HERE. Here is a link to Kinsella’s PennSound page, and here are some links to several of his previous appearances in Jacket: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
You build a fresh star out of the living parts of old stars
without damaging those stars — the hope, the plan.
You frame a blue star in red to circumvent ageing the star.
You rewrite stellar cartography because you are wary
of cartographers & maps. You refuse to lock
a star into place. A cosmologist with no interest
in the origins of the universe nor its timeframe.
You climb colder mountains & sink into colder troughs.
Conserving stellar atmospheres
you write elegies for coronas.
So, collecting shavings of stars
I became intoxicated
by the vapour
of their provenance.
I think this was a stimulus
to my addictive behaviours.
I tried searching
for other suns
& burnt my retinas —
there’s a mark
on the left one
that will edge me
Reactive to glare,
gleam & glistening,
I take a polarised argument
& look for dissension.
Peering up through
the canopy of forest,
I wish upon cataclysmic