with Karen Barad’s ‘Transmaterialities: trans*/matter/realities and queer political imaginings’
summoning through a
silence of wild energetics
they anguish for forms they
know griefly and ecstatic
answer to all names and none,
sense in only hope and terror
their will and will not be
spacing out time they
rupture here, there, here again
never different nor the same
outliving their own flowering
warriored in self dying
coming forthward this way then
downing all-wayswardly thereto
now roots unfurling distance
into the soil of the secret that
we all meet the heavens halfway
Hints of possible lines of connection.
Desire builds, as the air
crackles with anticipation.
Charged yearnings.
Branching expressions
of prolonged longing,
barely visible filamentary gestures,
each faint excitation of this desiring field
a contingent and suggestive inking
of the light show yet to come.
we ache to arrive;
they bereft us coordinates
No continuous path from sky to ground
can satisfy its wild imaginings,
its insistence on experimenting
with different possible ways to connect.
clawing here this dark-mattering field
of unruly response-in-ability
it is possible to catch glimpses
of the wild energetics
of indeterminacies in action.
Lightening is an energizing play
of a desiring field, its tortuous path
an enlivening explosion
of possible connections.
Not a trail from the heavens to the ground
but an electrifying yearning
for connection that precedes
this and that, here and there, now and then.
and when matter light root fruit rot they do
wasonce therehere notyet ofout inbetween,
promise nothing but becoming,
still, you lick the air with that
viscous tongue arcing towards
all spectred matterings of their impossible
Sarah Amsler 