(before seeing Trier’s film)
can we write emotion? fuckups and
fuckdowns
fuckups and uncools
as well as
idolatries and subliminals
no? well that really is okay too
not in this country
nor in English poetry
but though I feel no sadness now
in this apache summer
I know the melancholias will come again
and need no Freuds
nor pharmacologists
to deal with the seasons’
confusions
if the planet hits
the sadness will be so fashionable
we’ll feel
less kings than penguins
ah Larshole
you know as well as Hamlet
we non-filmmakers are melancholy’s
farmers
small-scale producers
wishing we could get a distribution
as you’ve been doing
as you’ve been looking
into the magic books
of Jacobean bohemians
for black and gold extractions
of…
sadness is the sound of a woman’s heels
in a city stairwell
pounding like
underwater mountains
(and you and she?
have you always known
her
(blackhole ?
Niall McDevitt
Graphic: Nick Victor