64. LOUISE BOURGEOIS: A SPACE BETWEEN IMPLICATION AND APPLICATION.
Unravel - The Power and Politics of Textiles in Art - Barbican - LONDON.
Suspended in falling
a shadow gently turns -
as time slows and I watch you fall -
still asleep
still with eyes closed
as you continue -
and yet your cutout shadow rests
threads hang loose -
as if still growing
pulled up from a ground to snap and splay
fibres wrenched from the earth
ripped up from that dark place
where albino roots grow deep - searching
for nutrients - to feed you
the seams of form - to form you
stitches to fasten - to hold in the stuff
the stuffing inside from escaping
to be suspended from a single point -
a line - invisible from afar
umbilical tethered to a ceiling far above - too far to notice.
in the shadow - the little limbs
stretch out in gentle comfort - as an arm falls
naked
tiny toes point - exposed from imagined shoes
those seams - crudely stitched - as if in haste
not trying to heal from future scars - whip stitched as a hemp sack - repaired from overuse
elderly underwear - seen - the pink of a healing ointment applied from a tin
to fingertip rub - to sting the skin
the occasional tuck of a gathering of excess - squeezed to match the seam
as I look down on you
high above - like a bird or a bernoulli neighbour - watching from afar - watching you sleep