ELIZABETH KERLIKOWSKE : Three definitions
ELIZABETH KERLIKOWSKE : And Dwell in the House of the Lord Forever
ELIZANETH KERLIKOWSKE : Carry On
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ELIZABETH KERLIKOWSKE
Three definitions
Mourning (v): devouring frozen pizza at every sitting, altering the toppings to track the progress of his escape. Standing at the kitchen window until the smell of burnt crust makes us turn back to the dying room. Eating slowly; gobbling. Our faces sliding from the oven baked into expressions of grief which we consume with intentions of it disappearing. Faster until our mouths burn, a feeling more appropriate than the squish of casseroles. Mourning(n): numbness from wearing black yoga pants and the same toobig sweater three days in a row: Our uniforms now and at the hour of his death. His body the sofa that links the room's furniture. Legs a mottled purple, palms red with liver failure, silvery antimacassar on the arm. The movers cover him carefully with plastic, grateful he is lighter than a piano. Mourning (adj): a rainfilled mist settling over wetlands between our eyes and the creek. No amount of rubbing phone calls, the traipse of strangers enumerating stages of the corpse. Sheep comfortable at mile marker 54, standing on their straw. Vista at mile marker 48: fruit trees and the bluff facing the big lake. Whole orchards blush as they wake from winter. Vacancy sign in the rearview mirror.
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And Dwell in the House of the Lord Forever
Adam says we're supposed to kneel again and pray. He even tells me the words to say or at least how to begin each time: R father. I ask why? What's missing that we need to pray? Every ornament of paradise orbits us right here, but in Adam's eye there is a mote of fear. I question if it's his devotion or fear that throws him to his knees again. He stops his ears with his hands. “I can't hear you” as if that would make me not say what's on my mind. I don't want to pray to clouds or dirt. I never had a father but if I did, he wouldn't be the kind of father that demanded love through martial fear. Adam says we have to bow our heads to pray. It's cold. We both try not to fight again. Just yesterday I heard the serpent say that if we behaved, our home was always here but Adam fears it is not so. If not here, where would we go? What loving father ousts his children from the yard? I say that paradise is ours, but Adam's fear grabs my wrists and forces me down again to act this nightly ritual and makes me pray. Make this demanding god die is what I pray, and leave us innocent and healthy here in our wonderful garden. “Start again” Adam says, “and this time with 'R father.'” A bird seeing the sling shot aimed is the fear in me now. I bow my head and say “I can't say it. I don't want to say it.” He sighs. He cannot make me pray even though he's buckled to the ground in fear of that unknown power. I hug him here in the dirt; he does not understand this father either. Maybe we could begin again. What if we say to the serpent we love it here? Replace pray with play and Adam becomes father? Surely fear would not cross his face again.
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Carry On
The stuff takes a trip and the stuff comes home. What doesn't need to be washed must be shuffled onto shelves to grow invisible again. Meanwhile, stuff grew in the back yard and a woodchuck ate it. More stuff delivered by the farmer lolled all over the kitchen growing eyes. The kids' stuff and their friends' heaped canvas bunkers on the berber landscape. Cats connected rooms with skeins of stuff. All there is is stuff and properties: hue, heft, magic, density, draw—when to keep stuff and when to let it go—an aggregate holiness from the stuff inside our bones to the star stuff.
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