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Gentle Now, Don’t Add to Heartache
I.
We come into the world.
We come into the world and there it is.
The sun is there.
The brown of the river leading to the blue and the brown of the
ocean is there.
Salmon and eels are there moving between the brown and the brown
and the blue.
The green of the land is there.
Elders and youngers are there.
Fighting and possibility and love are there.
And we begin to breathe.
We come into the world and there it is.
We come into the world without and we breathe it in.
We come into the world.
We come into the world and we too begin to move between the
brown and the blue and the green of it.
II.
We came into the world at the edge of a stream.
The stream had no name but it began from a spring and flowed
down a hill into the Scioto that then flowed into the Ohio that
then flowed into the Mississippi that then flowed into the Gulf
of Mexico.
The stream was a part of us and we were a part of the stream and
we were thus part of the rivers and thus part of the gulfs and
the oceans.
And we began to learn the stream.
We looked under stones for the caddisfly larvae and its adhesive.
We counted the creek chub and we counted the slenderhead darter.
We learned to recognize the large, upright, dense, candle-like
clusters of yellowish flowers at the branch ends of the
horsechestnut and we appreciated the feathery gracefulness
of the drooping, but upturning, branchlets of the larch.
We mimicked the catlike meow, the soft quirrt or kwut, and the
louder, grating ratchet calls of the gray catbird.
We put our heads together.
We put our heads together with all these things, with the caddisfly
larva, with the creek chub and the slenderhead darter, with
the horsechestnut and the larch, with the gray catbird.
We put our heads together on a narrow pillow, on a stone, on a
narrow stone pillow, and we talked to each other all day long
because we loved.
We loved the stream.
And we were of the stream.
And we couldn’t help this love because we arrived at the bank of the
stream and began breathing and the stream was various and
full of information and it changed our bodies with its rotten
with its cold with its clean with its mucky with fallen leaves
with its things that bite the edges of the skin with its leaves
with its sand and dirt with its pungent at moments with its
dry and prickly with its warmth with its mushy and moist
with its hard flat stones on the bottom with its horizon lines
of gently rolling hills with its darkness with its dappled light
with its cicadas buzz with its trills of birds.
III.
This is where we learned love and where we learned depth and where
we learned layers and where we learned connections between
layers.
We learned and we loved the black sandshell, the ash, the american
bittern, the harelip sucker, the yellow bullhead, the beech,
the great blue heron, the dobsonfly larva, the water penny
larva, the birch, the redhead, the white catspaw, the elephant
ear, the buckeye, the king eider, the river darter, the sauger,
the burning bush, the common merganser, the limpet, the
mayfly nymph, the cedar, the turkey vulture, the spectacle
case, the flat floater, the cherry, the red tailed hawk, the
longnose gar, the brook trout, the chestnut, the killdeer,
the river snail, the giant floater, the chokeberry, gray catbird,
the rabbitsfoot, the slenderhead darter, the crabapple, the
american robin, the creek chub, the stonefly nympth,
the dogwood, the warbling vireo, the sow bug, the elktoe,
the elm, the marsh wren, the monkeyface, the central
mudminnow, the fir, the gray-cheeked thrush, the white bass,
the predaceous diving beetle, the hawthorn, the scud, the
salamander mussel, the hazelnut, the warbler, the mapleleaf,
the american eel, the hemlock, the speckled chub, the whirligig
beetle larva, the hickory, the sparrow, the caddisfly larva,
the fluted shell, the horse chestnut, the wartyback, the white
heelsplitter, the larch, the pine grosbeak, the brook stickleback,
the river redhorse, the locust, the ebonyshelf, the giant water
bug, the maple, the eastern phoebe, the white sucker, the creek
heelsplitter, the mulberry, the crane fly larva, the mountain
madtom, the oak, the bank swallow, the wabash pigtoe, the
damselfly larva, the pine, the stonecat, the kidneyshell,
the plum, the midge larva, the eastern sand darter, the rose,
the purple wartyback, the narrow-winged damselfly, the
spruce, the pirate perch, the threehorn wartyback, the sumac,
the black fly larva, the redside dace, the tree-of-heaven, the
orange-foot pimpleback, the dragonfly larva, the walnut,
the gold fish, the butterfly, the striped fly larva, the willow,
the freshwater drum, the ohio pigtoe, the warmouth, the
mayfly nymph, the clubshell.
And this was just the beginning of the list.
Our hearts took on many things.
Our hearts took on new shapes, new shapes every day as we went
to the stream every day.
Our hearts took on the shape of well-defined riffles and pools, clean
substrates, woody debris, meandering channels, floodplains,
and mature streamside forests.
Our hearts took on the shape of the stream and became riffled and
calmed and muddy and clean and flooded and shrunken dry.
Our hearts took on the shape of whirligigs swirling across the water.
We shaped our hearts into the sycamore trees along the side of the
stream and we let into our hearts the long pendulous
polygamous racemes of its small green flowers, the
first-formed male flowers with no pistil and then the later
arriving hairy ovary with its two curved stigmas.
We let ourselves love the one day of the adult life of the mayfly as
it swarms, mates in flight, and dies all without eating.
And we shaped our hearts into the water willow and into the eggs
spawned in the water willow.
Our hearts took on the brilliant blues, reds, and oranges of breeding
male rainbow darter and our hearts swam to the female
rainbow darter and we poked her side with our snout as she
buried herself under the gravel and we laid upon her as she
vibrated.
We let leaves and algae into our hearts and then we let the mollusks
and the insects and we let the midge larvae into our heart
and then the stonefly nymph and then a minnow came into
our heart and with it a bass and then we let the blue heron fly
in, the raccoon amble by, the snapping turtle and the
watersnake also.
We immersed ourselves in the shallow stream. We lied down on the
rocks on our narrow pillow stone and let the water pass over us
and our heart was bathed in glochida and other things that
attach to the flesh.
And as we did this we sang.
We sang gentle now.
Gentle now clubshell,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now warmouth, mayfly nymph,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now willow, freshwater drum, ohio pigtoe,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now walnut, gold fish, butterfly, striped fly larva,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now black fly larva, redside dace, tree-of-heaven, orange-foot
pimpleback, dragonfly larva,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now purple wartyback, narrow-winged damselfly, spruce,
pirate perch, threehorn wartyback, sumac,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now pine, stonecat, kidneyshell, plum, midge larva, eastern
sand darter, rose,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now creek heelsplitter, mulberry, crane fly larva, mountain
madtom, oak, bank swallow, wabash pigtoe, damselfly larva,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now pine grosbeak, brook stickleback, river redhorse, locust,
ebonyshelf, giant water bug, maple, eastern phoebe, white
sucker,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now whirligig beetle larva, hickory, sparrow, caddisfly larva,
fluted shell, horse chestnut, wartyback, white heelsplitter,
larch,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now white bass, predaceous diving beetle, hawthorn, scud,
salamander mussel, hazelnut, warbler, mapleleaf, american
eel, hemlock, speckled chub,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now stonefly nympth, dogwood, warbling vireo, sow bug,
elktoe, elm, marsh wren, monkeyface, central mudminnow, fir,
gray-cheeked thrush,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now longnose gar, brook trout, chestnut, killdeer, river snail,
giant floater, chokeberry, gray catbird, rabbitsfoot,
slenderhead darter, crabapple, american robin, creek chub,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now king eider, river darter, sauger, burning bush, common
merganser, limpet, mayfly nymph, cedar, turkey vulture,
spectacle case, flat floater, cherry, red tailed hawk,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now black sandshell, ash, american bittern, harelip sucker,
yellow bullhead, beech, great blue heron, dobsonfly larva,
water penny larva, birch, redhead, white catspaw, elephant
ear, buckeye,
don’t add to heartache.
Gentle now, we sang,
Circle our heart in rapture, in love-ache. Circle our heart.
IV.
It was not all long lines of connection and utopia.
It was a brackish stream and it went through the field beside our
house.
But we let into our hearts the brackish parts of it also.
Some of it knowingly.
We let in soda cans and we let in cigarette butts and we let in pink
tampon applicators and we let in six pack of beer connectors
and we let in various other pieces of plastic that would travel
through the stream.
And some of it unknowingly.
We let the runoff from agriculture, surface mines, forestry, home
wastewater treatment systems, construction sites, urban yards,
and roadways into our hearts.
We let chloride, magnesium, sulfate, manganese, iron, nitrite/nitrate,
aluminum, suspended solids, zinc, phosphorus, fertilizers,
animal wastes, oil, grease, dioxins, heavy metals and lead go
through our skin and into our tissues.
We were born at the beginning of these things, at the time of
chemicals combining, at the time of stream run off.
These things were a part of us and would become more a part of us
but we did not know it yet.
Still we noticed enough to sing a lament.
To sing in lament for whoever lost her elephant ear lost her mountain
madtom
and whoever lost her butterfly lost her harelip sucker
and whoever lost her white catspaw lost her rabbitsfoot
and whoever lost her monkeyface lost her speckled chub
and whoever lost her wartyback lost her ebonyshell
and whoever lost her pirate perch lost her ohio pigtoe lost her
clubshell.
V.
What I did not know as I sang the lament of what was becoming lost
and what was already lost was how this loss would happen.
I did not know that I would turn from the stream to each other.
I did not know I would turn to each other.
That I would turn to each other to admire the softness of each other’s
breast, the folds of each other’s elbows, the brightness of each
other’s eyes, the smoothness of each other’s hair, the evenness
of each other’s teeth, the firm blush of each other’s lips, the
firm softness of each other’s breasts, the fuzz of each other’s
down, the rich, ripe pungency of each other’s smell, all of it,
each other’s cheeks, legs, neck, roof of mouth, webbing
between the fingers, tips of nails and also cuticles, hair on toes,
whorls on fingers, skin discolorations.
I turned to each other.
Ensnared, bewildered, I turned to each other and from the stream.
I turned to each other and I began to work for the chemical factory
and I began to work for the paper mill and I began to work for
the atomic waste disposal plant and I began to work at keeping
men in jail.
I turned to each other.
I didn’t even say goodbye elephant ear, mountain madtorn, butterfly,
harelip sucker, white catspaw, rabbitsfoot, monkeyface,
speckled chub, wartyback, ebonyshell, pirate perch, ohio
pigtoe, clubshell.
I replaced what I knew of the stream with Lifestream Total
Cholesterol Test Packets, with Snuggle Emerald Stream Fabric
Softener Dryer Sheets, with Tisserand Aromatherapy Aroma-
Stream Cartridges, with Filter Stream Dust Tamer, and
Streamzap PC Remote Control, Acid Stream Launcher, and
Viral Data Stream.
I didn’t even say goodbye elephant ear, mountain madtorn, butterfly,
harelip sucker, white catspaw, rabbitsfoot, monkeyface,
speckled chub, wartyback, ebonyshell, pirate perch, ohio
pigtoe, clubshell.
I put a Streamline Tilt Mirror in my shower and I kept a crystal
Serenity Sphere with a Winter Stream view on my dresser.
I didn’t even say goodbye elephant ear, mountain madtorn, butterfly,
harelip sucker, white catspaw, rabbitsfoot, monkeyface,
speckled chub, wartyback, ebonyshell, pirate perch, ohio
pigtoe, clubshell.
I bought a Gulf Stream Blue Polyester Boat Cover for my 14-16 Foot
V-Hull Fishing boats with beam widths up to sixty-eight feet
and I talked about value stream management with men in
suits over a desk.
I didn’t even say goodbye elephant ear, mountain madtorn, butterfly,
harelip sucker, white catspaw, rabbitsfoot, monkeyface,
speckled chub, wartyback, ebonyshell, pirate perch, ohio
pigtoe, clubshell.
I just turned to each other and the body parts of the other suddenly
glowed with the beauty and detail that I had found in the
stream.
I put my head together on a narrow pillow and talked with each
other all night long.
And I did not sing.
I did not sing otototoi; dark, all merged together, oi.
I did not sing groaning wounds.
I did not sing otototoi; dark, all merged together, oi.
I did not sing groaning wounds.
I did not sing o wo, wo, wo!
I did not sing I see, I see.
I did not sing wo, wo!
Juliana Spahr was born in Chillicothe, Ohio in 1966. Her books include This Connection of Everyone with Lungs (U of California P, 2005), Fuck You-Aloha-I Love You (Wesleyan U P, 2001), Everybody's Autonomy: Connective Reading and Collective Identity (U of Alabama P, 2001), and Response (Sun & Moon P, 1996). She co-edits the journal Chain with Jena Osman (archive at http://www.temple.edu/chain) and she frequently self-publishes her work (archive at http://people.mills.edu/jspahr/ and http://www2.hawaii.edu/~spahr/).
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