Poetry is both a literary and a performing art, and the act of hearing a poem can be quite different from reading it. In celebration of the spoken word, smART Magazine’s POETRY CORNER presents weekly poetry readings.
This episode features “Persistence of Vision: Televised Confession” by Solmaz Sherif
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You are like a daughter
to me—the prisoner’s
mother tells me. Meal by
meal she sets then clears. She
rinses some tablewear
the prisoner never
held, then a glass she did,
then recalls her daughter’s
mouth opening softly
to drink water on state-
run TV, then water
over everything. The
glass appears in hundreds
of frames before reaching
the prisoner’s lips. In
between each frame, the grief
our eyes jump to create
movement: dark strips to keep
sharp the glass lip, water
skin trembling, hand that
trembles it. These mothers
move as flipbooks, tiny,
stuttering pasts, sobbing
at the sink. It is death
that sharpens our sight each
sixteenth second, slender,
blocking enough light so
that the prisoner’s face
is again and again
alive each light-punctured
frame, her mouth: in hundreds
of stills is still opening
softly to drink.
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