Chapter 2: | Solace |
Through her corpse pressed into the sidewalk, the worm joins me.8 My heart and thought sink into earth. Heart-thought. Together, the worm and I, we follow imagination, walking and peering into butcher shops where the red interior of our animal bodies is made visible.9 Imagination leads me. Watching the vulnerable. Meat once flesh is imagination bled away.
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I am not always certain how to understand my own vulnerability. Is there a best way? The worm doesn't think so. Her underground scrawl inspires the collapse of a hierarchy of “best” ways.
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Ambivalence, poetry, pain, uncertainty, and image seek my companionship. Their arrival assists my creation of a work of poiesis: a work of coming into being via imagination and relationship.10 Solace is a kinship with another. The compassion of a worm points to the power and strange potential of empathic relationality.
—Coetzee,
as cited in Coetzee, Garber, Singer, Doniger, and Smuts
(1999, p. 35)
Herein I present several of the ways this work has come into being. Others have written words I have met, and they appear to the left, like the quote by Coetzee et al., and the following quote by Hillman.11 Their ideas introduce another perspective that will aid in the reading. There are works of art I have made, and these, too, appear throughout.12 They present the following and interpretation of sensation. When discursive language fails, or when I fail language, I present my understanding through