Poetry by Theadora Walsh

On May Day I Remember a Quote by Karl Marx, “the analogy lies not in language but in the foreign quality or strangeness (Fremdheit) of language.”

One of many wives but
the coldest
and most modern
waiting to remember

That sometimes we die of consumption
it isn’t bad, a view of the water
and the chemicals take over the words
say: I AM HERE DISTINCTLY

You asked me to write it down
here, take all the words I know
we will manufacture new names
systems of preparation

If I stray too far I go away
I fall off the edge
no color, no technology, no direction
just abyss, no composition behind the glass to where you hang
paintings, chose keys

 

My responsibility, I didn’t know.

 

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