WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:00.510 align:middle line:90% 00:00:00.510 --> 00:00:04.050 align:middle line:84% The poem arising out of the memory and experience 00:00:04.050 --> 00:00:05.150 align:middle line:90% of New York City. 00:00:05.150 --> 00:00:09.660 align:middle line:84% It's called, "Violet City: Aspects of the Transitive." 00:00:09.660 --> 00:00:12.890 align:middle line:90% 00:00:12.890 --> 00:00:18.020 align:middle line:84% Saw the glass towers slip liquid through the louvered Venetians; 00:00:18.020 --> 00:00:22.430 align:middle line:84% the light in thin strips quiver shut. 00:00:22.430 --> 00:00:24.500 align:middle line:90% Call: call shapes. 00:00:24.500 --> 00:00:25.640 align:middle line:90% Faces. 00:00:25.640 --> 00:00:27.860 align:middle line:90% Each heart has its number. 00:00:27.860 --> 00:00:30.830 align:middle line:90% Its specific foliations. 00:00:30.830 --> 00:00:33.950 align:middle line:84% Even here as your room rises blanched, 00:00:33.950 --> 00:00:39.500 align:middle line:84% amnestic, an island already in its piled pulsate florescence: 00:00:39.500 --> 00:00:42.290 align:middle line:90% speak, ring shimmers. 00:00:42.290 --> 00:00:47.390 align:middle line:90% From your sibilants, shake mass. 00:00:47.390 --> 00:00:49.700 align:middle line:90% Falls, you'd say, of itself. 00:00:49.700 --> 00:00:54.890 align:middle line:84% That virtue, breath tipped, that unbundled fire. 00:00:54.890 --> 00:00:59.180 align:middle line:84% Here, even here contours table, chairs; 00:00:59.180 --> 00:01:05.540 align:middle line:84% runs in pinched ripples to the linen's slack, relapsing edges. 00:01:05.540 --> 00:01:10.310 align:middle line:84% Even here at this distance these late stations 00:01:10.310 --> 00:01:14.780 align:middle line:90% that script vestigial. 00:01:14.780 --> 00:01:16.940 align:middle line:90% Vine, out of what voices? 00:01:16.940 --> 00:01:22.520 align:middle line:84% Fumes, buds, annunciates of what dead injunction? 00:01:22.520 --> 00:01:26.940 align:middle line:84% Puzzles your wrist now, the tips of your fingers. 00:01:26.940 --> 00:01:31.010 align:middle line:84% You in whom its movement momentarily courses: 00:01:31.010 --> 00:01:35.150 align:middle line:90% its channeled protraction. 00:01:35.150 --> 00:01:39.950 align:middle line:84% Would bring to the dark mouth its dark syllables. 00:01:39.950 --> 00:01:45.410 align:middle line:84% Being transitive, take, as object, its least creases. 00:01:45.410 --> 00:01:49.190 align:middle line:84% Into that recessive, still indeterminate image, 00:01:49.190 --> 00:01:51.485 align:middle line:90% the fixed interval's, enter. 00:01:51.485 --> 00:01:54.410 align:middle line:90% 00:01:54.410 --> 00:01:57.890 align:middle line:84% Floated bronze once in your spread fingers. 00:01:57.890 --> 00:02:02.210 align:middle line:84% Fanned damp, expansive, a ponderous sponge, 00:02:02.210 --> 00:02:05.450 align:middle line:84% in a dull shudder of reflections. 00:02:05.450 --> 00:02:08.030 align:middle line:90% The projected at last depleted. 00:02:08.030 --> 00:02:13.190 align:middle line:84% The image brought taut to that burning convergence. 00:02:13.190 --> 00:02:15.620 align:middle line:90% Speak, even here. 00:02:15.620 --> 00:02:17.240 align:middle line:90% Ring voices. 00:02:17.240 --> 00:02:23.210 align:middle line:84% For the word's addressed: a flame trained to its trellis. 00:02:23.210 --> 00:02:26.330 align:middle line:90% From your tongue now, tease ash. 00:02:26.330 --> 00:02:31.040 align:middle line:84% Here, even here in this city of surfaces 00:02:31.040 --> 00:02:36.680 align:middle line:84% (Manhattan gone violet, glossy now in its watery uprights), 00:02:36.680 --> 00:02:41.600 align:middle line:90% extract measure, elicit sound. 00:02:41.600 --> 00:02:45.830 align:middle line:84% Fumes, buds, but out of what scuttled work? 00:02:45.830 --> 00:02:50.300 align:middle line:84% On which extinct frequencies those psalms? 00:02:50.300 --> 00:02:52.610 align:middle line:90% A breath's lapping breath. 00:02:52.610 --> 00:02:58.880 align:middle line:84% Limbs, limbs, that that ray shot, into its dark alveole, 00:02:58.880 --> 00:03:00.430 align:middle line:90% quaver. 00:03:00.430 --> 00:03:01.000 align:middle line:90%