WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:00.780 align:middle line:90% 00:00:00.780 --> 00:00:05.010 align:middle line:84% This next one's called "Tribute and Ash" 00:00:05.010 --> 00:00:06.720 align:middle line:84% as a reference in the second section 00:00:06.720 --> 00:00:12.420 align:middle line:84% to Vesalius who was one of the first biologists 00:00:12.420 --> 00:00:15.630 align:middle line:84% to trace the human circulation in the Renaissance. 00:00:15.630 --> 00:00:18.270 align:middle line:90% 00:00:18.270 --> 00:00:21.060 align:middle line:84% First part is about this really wretched painting, 00:00:21.060 --> 00:00:26.370 align:middle line:84% but in a nice way wretched that my parents always had 00:00:26.370 --> 00:00:27.970 align:middle line:90% up above their living room. 00:00:27.970 --> 00:00:33.150 align:middle line:84% So for-- "One, A Landscape by Grant Wood. 00:00:33.150 --> 00:00:36.510 align:middle line:84% By an open barn door two cows loll, 00:00:36.510 --> 00:00:40.140 align:middle line:84% a Holstein and a Guernsey, and a white horse 00:00:40.140 --> 00:00:43.440 align:middle line:90% grazes in the shadows of a hill. 00:00:43.440 --> 00:00:47.220 align:middle line:84% A one-lane bridge, and to its right a gravel road 00:00:47.220 --> 00:00:51.150 align:middle line:84% that winds some feeble mashed potato mounds. 00:00:51.150 --> 00:00:57.210 align:middle line:84% A Midwest effort at terrain where barns outnumber houses, 00:00:57.210 --> 00:01:02.830 align:middle line:84% and a bone white church spire nudges the left hand frame. 00:01:02.830 --> 00:01:06.390 align:middle line:90% Not a town, not even a hamlet. 00:01:06.390 --> 00:01:10.200 align:middle line:84% Grain elevator, tavern on the riverbank, 00:01:10.200 --> 00:01:14.970 align:middle line:84% the trio of rickety windmills, water tower, willows, 00:01:14.970 --> 00:01:18.840 align:middle line:84% and some mystery trees that flank the water, resembling 00:01:18.840 --> 00:01:22.080 align:middle line:90% puff balls or grapes. 00:01:22.080 --> 00:01:25.770 align:middle line:84% Each night, she'd come home from Northwest Bank, 00:01:25.770 --> 00:01:28.980 align:middle line:84% from her ledgers, and her adding machine tapes 00:01:28.980 --> 00:01:32.880 align:middle line:84% littering the floor like barbershop hair. 00:01:32.880 --> 00:01:35.610 align:middle line:84% And under these drab cornfields, she'd 00:01:35.610 --> 00:01:39.990 align:middle line:84% smoke the packs of Salem straights, curlers shaping 00:01:39.990 --> 00:01:44.730 align:middle line:84% their weird corona, romance novels, and a highball tumbler 00:01:44.730 --> 00:01:49.080 align:middle line:84% replenished each hour with a splash of gin. 00:01:49.080 --> 00:01:52.530 align:middle line:90% The endless curlicues of smoke. 00:01:52.530 --> 00:01:56.280 align:middle line:84% For 30 years, she'd cough, flip the pages 00:01:56.280 --> 00:02:01.350 align:middle line:84% while the white frame grew the color of a spoiled apple. 00:02:01.350 --> 00:02:06.870 align:middle line:84% A cheap print, not even sentimental value. 00:02:06.870 --> 00:02:11.420 align:middle line:84% No one bought it at the yard sale. 00:02:11.420 --> 00:02:13.715 align:middle line:90% Two, Memory Palace. 00:02:13.715 --> 00:02:16.610 align:middle line:90% 00:02:16.610 --> 00:02:20.090 align:middle line:84% Vesalius, scalpel aloft, as he splits 00:02:20.090 --> 00:02:25.010 align:middle line:84% like a melon the hanged man's skull, fragile trepanning 00:02:25.010 --> 00:02:29.480 align:middle line:84% to unveil some terra incognita of the soul, 00:02:29.480 --> 00:02:34.400 align:middle line:84% uncover the seat of memory, which resides in current, 00:02:34.400 --> 00:02:38.120 align:middle line:84% in minute sacs of seawater, encoded, 00:02:38.120 --> 00:02:41.900 align:middle line:84% shot through with electrical charges. 00:02:41.900 --> 00:02:46.640 align:middle line:84% The cerebral cortex halved, dead wings. 00:02:46.640 --> 00:02:50.330 align:middle line:84% No computer, this, to tell me that today 00:02:50.330 --> 00:02:52.640 align:middle line:90% she's been dead three years. 00:02:52.640 --> 00:02:55.220 align:middle line:84% An anniversary marked unwittingly 00:02:55.220 --> 00:03:01.010 align:middle line:84% by purple tulips in a jar and seven days of April rain. 00:03:01.010 --> 00:03:02.360 align:middle line:90% Reliquary. 00:03:02.360 --> 00:03:04.310 align:middle line:90% Missed connections. 00:03:04.310 --> 00:03:08.930 align:middle line:84% Sentences where no one stares from windows longingly. 00:03:08.930 --> 00:03:13.730 align:middle line:84% Sentences refusing to describe old photographs. 00:03:13.730 --> 00:03:17.690 align:middle line:84% Retrievable and irretrievable, each fragment 00:03:17.690 --> 00:03:20.630 align:middle line:90% in its own canopic jar. 00:03:20.630 --> 00:03:24.740 align:middle line:84% No need to tell me I reside still in that house where 00:03:24.740 --> 00:03:27.410 align:middle line:84% she's-- say it-- by the flowerbed, 00:03:27.410 --> 00:03:32.600 align:middle line:84% straw hat flaring and tied with a yellow scarf. 00:03:32.600 --> 00:03:36.410 align:middle line:84% He died of this too, she was saying from the couch 00:03:36.410 --> 00:03:38.960 align:middle line:84% where she had to be propped in a certain way 00:03:38.960 --> 00:03:42.410 align:middle line:84% by the nurse, who'd come each morning with the morphine. 00:03:42.410 --> 00:03:42.980 align:middle line:90% Who? 00:03:42.980 --> 00:03:43.880 align:middle line:90% I said. 00:03:43.880 --> 00:03:45.110 align:middle line:90% Hubert Humphrey. 00:03:45.110 --> 00:03:47.750 align:middle line:84% He shook hands with me once at the bank. 00:03:47.750 --> 00:03:49.970 align:middle line:90% Always smiling. 00:03:49.970 --> 00:03:53.420 align:middle line:84% This borne to the palaces of memory. 00:03:53.420 --> 00:03:56.510 align:middle line:90% Loot and booty, tribute and ash. 00:03:56.510 --> 00:03:58.940 align:middle line:90% The charnel house of memory. 00:03:58.940 --> 00:04:01.460 align:middle line:90% Open me, observe. 00:04:01.460 --> 00:04:05.330 align:middle line:90% The bone saw's snarl. 00:04:05.330 --> 00:04:10.310 align:middle line:84% The edifice viewed from above, almost an aerial view. 00:04:10.310 --> 00:04:14.660 align:middle line:84% Inject the sinews with purple dye, to circle 00:04:14.660 --> 00:04:18.589 align:middle line:84% and arc the synapses like footage of squid. 00:04:18.589 --> 00:04:23.000 align:middle line:84% Tentacle, ink screen, the dye vats of Tyre. 00:04:23.000 --> 00:04:25.520 align:middle line:84% I never did think much of him, but you 00:04:25.520 --> 00:04:29.210 align:middle line:84% could see the pain on his face every night on the news. 00:04:29.210 --> 00:04:32.000 align:middle line:90% He died, you know, at home. 00:04:32.000 --> 00:04:35.720 align:middle line:90% Doorways, courtyards, banisters. 00:04:35.720 --> 00:04:38.570 align:middle line:90% Beyond the room, another room. 00:04:38.570 --> 00:04:40.500 align:middle line:90% Beyond the room." 00:04:40.500 --> 00:04:41.000 align:middle line:90%