Read a poem, talk about it, read it again.
10/11/2019
Connor and Jack scour the gently unsettling poem "Gesture with Both Hands Tied" by Marcelo Hernandez Castillo. They discuss the poem's challenging lack of a stable speaker, negations of contradictions of negations, and a hypothetical play involving a character mostly not getting up from their chair.
You can find Marcelo Hernandez Castillo's work here: www.marcelohernandezcastillo.com/
Gesture with Both Hands Tied
By: Marcelo Hernandez Castillo
I’m going to open the borders of my hunger
and call it a parade.
But I’m lying if I said I was hungry.
If dying required practice,
I could give up the conditions for being alone.
I undress in the sun and stare at it
until I can stand its brightness no longer.
Why is it always noon in my head?
I’m going to run outside and whisper,
or hold a gun and say bang,
or hold a gun and not do anything at all.
The lamps that wait inside me say
come, the gift is the practice,
the price is the door.