Erich von Hungen – The Found Artifact
It is an artifact
as patinaed, dusted, chipped,
as stained and incomplete
as any ancient shard an archeologist might find,
this, this song I leave you.
For only in the making and the finding
of the music, not in the singing of it, itself,
is the song, this artifact,
whole, without disconnect,
without the broken-lipped stone
statue on a distant beach.
There may be beauty, true,
in galleries and museums
but they are just the leavings,
filed and rasped away
from the original, that moment
that comes before, that sees farther
than that simple frozen view.
The curves, the symmetry, the balance,
the color and the rest is not and
never will be the thing itself.
It, all that, is a commemoration,
a memory of that moment.
this thing above these steps
and tracks, above these shadows,
remains those memories found now
discovered in my opened hand.
Erich von Hungen is a writer from San Francisco, California. His writing has appeared in The Colorado Quarterly, The Write Launch, Versification, Green Ink Press, The Hyacinth Review, Ink Drinkers and others. He has launched four collections of poems. The most recent is "Bleeding Through: 72 Poems Of Man In Nature". Find him on twitter @PoetryForce.
Artwork/visual poem: Ammonite by JP Seabright
JP Seabright (she/they) is a queer disabled writer living in London. They have two solo pamphlets published and two collaborations, encompassing poetry, prose and experimental work. More info at https://jpseabright.com and via Twitter @errormessage.