WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.040 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.040 --> 00:00:06.360 align:middle line:84% This is called "The Spacemen," and it 00:00:06.360 --> 00:00:11.790 align:middle line:84% began to be a poem about the arrival of some creatures 00:00:11.790 --> 00:00:14.700 align:middle line:90% from outer space. 00:00:14.700 --> 00:00:18.990 align:middle line:84% And after some help and many versions, 00:00:18.990 --> 00:00:24.080 align:middle line:84% it turned out to be a poem about communication, I guess. 00:00:24.080 --> 00:00:24.705 align:middle line:90% "The Spacemen." 00:00:24.705 --> 00:00:27.600 align:middle line:90% 00:00:27.600 --> 00:00:31.080 align:middle line:84% Every night, a shape like a bell covers our house. 00:00:31.080 --> 00:00:34.980 align:middle line:84% Though I do not welcome it so eagerly, I sleep. 00:00:34.980 --> 00:00:40.230 align:middle line:84% They step in, blind as light drops into a man's eyes. 00:00:40.230 --> 00:00:43.800 align:middle line:84% They enter the spaces between us. 00:00:43.800 --> 00:00:46.800 align:middle line:84% My wife will stare at them like death. 00:00:46.800 --> 00:00:49.800 align:middle line:90% These heartless fallen stars. 00:00:49.800 --> 00:00:54.330 align:middle line:84% If our shoes don't fit or the children's names 00:00:54.330 --> 00:00:57.210 align:middle line:84% were wrongly given, they might bury 00:00:57.210 --> 00:00:59.970 align:middle line:84% us deep in our lives' disappointment 00:00:59.970 --> 00:01:04.170 align:middle line:90% and vanish deaf to our need. 00:01:04.170 --> 00:01:07.170 align:middle line:84% These are real words and real fears, 00:01:07.170 --> 00:01:09.570 align:middle line:90% like the sound of a bell. 00:01:09.570 --> 00:01:12.960 align:middle line:84% Yet we go on rehearsing and explaining, 00:01:12.960 --> 00:01:15.690 align:middle line:90% dealing the same cards around. 00:01:15.690 --> 00:01:21.000 align:middle line:84% And there is always the silence with which to contend. 00:01:21.000 --> 00:01:23.910 align:middle line:90% No casual gestures are left. 00:01:23.910 --> 00:01:29.490 align:middle line:84% We need to fill these spaces with trust, we don't know how. 00:01:29.490 --> 00:01:33.630 align:middle line:84% The business of language falling away, 00:01:33.630 --> 00:01:36.030 align:middle line:84% all of us standing like mute guests 00:01:36.030 --> 00:01:39.060 align:middle line:84% in the living room against the walls 00:01:39.060 --> 00:01:43.350 align:middle line:84% without photographs of ancestors, without tiny gold 00:01:43.350 --> 00:01:45.620 align:middle line:90% watches to wind. 00:01:45.620 --> 00:01:47.000 align:middle line:90%