Iconoclasm, image by Irene Koronas
The Lost Sonnets
1.
so as to avoid being caught up
He had met the writer
and this is the name by which
here he thought the sound
not
permit him to entertain
unable to leave the country
a buried cache of nature
which to conjure and juggle
yanked the curtain of hair
who knew him best.
sensible
provisions
when
such events
permission to seek treatment
. He is not unreasonable
2.
iconoclasm
of
spiral shapes
and
plays his hand.
oblivion, dreaming,
,
between the fields,
her process of working
critical acclaim
and the speed
and duration
kept in his apartment
failed to deliver
permanent works
won’t stay forever
from
the beginning
3.
made something positive out of
chaotic
gestural traces
need is not more.
people about whether or not
that was more difficult
but not as he had imagined.
considered failures
distant
prospect of the original
type of work.
remnants was influenced
, or even liquid.
It has become her,
for the first time it was quiet
I’ve seen the work myself.
4.
you to desist.
engaged
in any mischief
a correct count
partial records
had made a name for
after I was sent here
would return to
the broader tragedies
pushed back down
bound and sold
a site of uncontrolled
that will one day reach
other visionaries will
, and at every stage write you
5.
to
the next story,
as
not there
among the secret community
unsettled areas.
and spectacular fossils
systematic disintegration
is nothing left of either
history, manifested
free movement of finance
unreason
ever more rapidly
had
some money in her hand
enquiries were made
a continuous voiceover
shimmering with mirages.
6.
in opposition to the restraint
focus on the mechanisms
staging spectacles which
have been working at speed
have
been deemed unfit
erasing the whole thing
dangers of antagonising
personal
freedoms became
underscore
the importance
rather than its subject matter
It is
necessary to work
to understand that
hidden
or dispose of
and exhibiting while working
7.
and reverent in treatment
slowly
under the weight
another's particular history
within the shouting
the night time walk.
time to gain the approval
an old man by now
the path marked by
mislaid or discarded
pasted
over immediately
impose their beliefs
damage, destroying both
the
gradual erosion of
, nothing remained after
—Serena
Mayer
Serena Mayer studied anthropology and social geography, and is interested in hidden texts and forgotten or discarded language. Her writing has previously appeared in Nutshell, Electric Zone, Here to Stay, I Am Not A Silent Poet, X-Peri, Amethyst Review, Odd Moments, Reflections, A Restricted View From Under the Hedge, Poetry WTF, Storm Warning, and International Times. Her first book, Theoretical Complexities, is forthcoming from Broken Sleep Books.
Serena Mayer studied anthropology and social geography, and is interested in hidden texts and forgotten or discarded language. Her writing has previously appeared in Nutshell, Electric Zone, Here to Stay, I Am Not A Silent Poet, X-Peri, Amethyst Review, Odd Moments, Reflections, A Restricted View From Under the Hedge, Poetry WTF, Storm Warning, and International Times. Her first book, Theoretical Complexities, is forthcoming from Broken Sleep Books.