What, exactly, is an Executive Producer? Slow zoom out, two women walking. From the impossible bottom the first names and the back row man claps hesitantly, then too much, another joins in out of time. If every wing flap clapped — the bench broiling pigeons,
I like the notion of noting birds' wings as a cue for cheering. And the lines "more wings than a hospital" and "the bench broiling pigeons" were quite magical. It seems appropriate that the flapping of wings is a relatively silent act, and the imagery is silent as well - a loon over water. There's something dissonant about clapping as a form of celebration. In Navajo culture, clapping represented sending away something undesirable. "Cheering", I was taught back in 2017, was done by nodding heads in celebration. A common theme of yours is nature and how it aligns and opposes our societal habits, and the practices of indigenous people often influence a lot of thought in your poetry in its opposition to colonialism, so it felt appropriate to mention my (very limited) knowledge of Navajo performances/celebration.
I like the notion of noting birds' wings as a cue for cheering. And the lines "more wings than a hospital" and "the bench broiling pigeons" were quite magical. It seems appropriate that the flapping of wings is a relatively silent act, and the imagery is silent as well - a loon over water. There's something dissonant about clapping as a form of celebration. In Navajo culture, clapping represented sending away something undesirable. "Cheering", I was taught back in 2017, was done by nodding heads in celebration. A common theme of yours is nature and how it aligns and opposes our societal habits, and the practices of indigenous people often influence a lot of thought in your poetry in its opposition to colonialism, so it felt appropriate to mention my (very limited) knowledge of Navajo performances/celebration.