I am learning to write the alphabet. Again.
They were miswritten in times before now.
They strained to conform.
Instruction led hand across languaged battlefields.
Japanese. Tibetan. English.
Calligraphy lessons to loosen the grip of a pen held too tightly.
I quit the uppercase G to reclaim my own authority.
Make a different G, a Vimala G composed from two sized C’s.
The literary archive and published facsimile allow for eavesdropping on past gestures.
The written by hand could be more true, more alive, living still.
Handwriting as flesh.
Reconfiguring my relationship toletters.
The alphabet invests and animates words that
then make lines and expressive writingconnects,
communicatesand is an actof paying attention.
C opens focus from the cradle
to the. . .C being color,being colored.
The letter A beginsitand maybeit’s C’s ear.
Copious, candle, confession, creation, confidence, causation,
crave, collate, collaborate, cohort, calamity, Community. . .
I am relearning to write letters of an alphabet.
The letter C is present. C for consonance.
C for curse or collusion as C does with its sound of letters K or S most often.
Cloak and dagger.C makes a cup of coffee.
I observe C and fear for its openness or reluctance.
I watch and study and practice on ruled and unruly paper.
I stalk C to its core. Minimalism mirrored in one-letter poems.
Braided cable like The Beatles sing “Let It Be, Let It Be”
made in the key of C.
Third letter of alphabetic system.
C’s back rounds from an earlier version of a point stuck out.
Writing curves the body like C.
The practice of C produces constellated influence heretofore unknown.
Gathered up bones do music and shine like
Clifton (Lucille),Coleman (Wanda),Coltrane (Alice),Cortez (Jayne).
Scribbling scribed in poetry life.
All Californian caught tongue. Geographical trains of thought transmission
leave the station
and keep going on and on. . .
Copyright © 2018 giovanni singleton
Used with the permission of Canarium Books.