#11. THE REBIRTH OF THE LETTER G
Another important feature of my ongoing project in this Magical Mystery Tour that I’m calling the Soul Planet Channel is the sharing of some of my POETIC work.
My entire life has been marked by my ongoing engagement in the power and magic of words, images, sounds, gestures, and so on—the various ways that we express the messages that pass through us (that are channeled by us) as we make our way in this adventure we call life.
As with all of my posts here, I invite you to respond in comments or via email if and/or whenever you are inspired to participate in this journey.
To begin, here is a poem from last week that grew out of my meditation that formed the substance of my post entitled “The Bodily Dimensions of Our Enchanted Terrain.” After submitting that post, I realized that the resonances of that walk across the meadow here in Fiskars, Finland were still vibrating strongly. They led me to get back to an ongoing poetic project of mine involving a visionary inhabitation of the very letters of the English language that mark my presence in this written space. (At some point I might also take up residence in lettre from the Greek and Cyrillic alphabets—we’ll see.) What would it be like to actually move around in three-dimensional human-sized material forms of the letters that make up our words?
In response to a question from my cousin concerning the experience leading to the writing of this poem, I wrote the following:
If there's an event behind the poem, the closest I could come to imagining one would be to point to my shift in name from George to Gabriel—but it's not about that. I have been imagining a world in which we engage with letters as three-dimensional physical things that we inhabit and interact with, a kind of psychedelic materialization of the components of our written landscape, as in the animated Beatles movies. Now that you mention it, magnetic letters (like refrigator poetry kits) would be one way of potraying this, but I have something even more multidimensional in mind.
In my desire to provide for a graphic representation of the liminal resonance of the dropped Gs, I used a gray text color for each remaining letter G in the poem that followed my first announcement of their magical germination in the still snow-covered field. Given that I can’t reproduce that text color option in this post, I will instead post the poem as an image file.
Enjoy!