Poetry. In an unbroken poem of heat and breadth, Polkinhorn explores the phenomena of blue shifting, or inescapable convergence. With an urgency that is at once sprawling and specific, Polkinhorn draws us back towards our own lives -- forcing us into their rapid intersections and tight corners. It is ferociously driven. Take a big breath and buckle yourself in for the ride -- nowhere you// Can imagine yet their guiltless movements utterly/ Charm you a frisson of recognition the thin// Light a flickering haze and hints of people you/ May have known whose insubstantial forms// Or the abortion that eliminated its chance/ Still barring your way until dawn/ Which will return with its load of cold to be offered/ Up your forearms thigh-bones to keep the channel// Open but whose infancy or vaunted genealogy/ Like a rogue phenotype if you pay strict attention. Harry Polkinhorn is an experimental poet/artist, translator, and editor whose works have been exhibited and published worldwide.
Blue Shift
