Precario / Precarious

ENTERING I thought that perhaps all this was only a way of remembering. To record in the sense of touching the strings of emotion: To record comes from cor, the core of the heart. * Listening with the fingers, a sensory memory, came first; the scattered bones, the sticks and feathers, were sacred objects I had to put in order. To follow their will was to rediscover a way of thinking; Lis- tening to the elements I travelled down pathways of the mind that led me to an ancient silence waiting to be heard. To think was to follow the music, the feeling of the elements. This is the way a communion with the sky and the sea began, the necessity to respond to their desires with a work that would be a prayer, a joy to the elements. Joy itself is the prayer. In the act of offering I recalled an essential poetic form: If at the beginning of time poetry was an act of com- munion, a form of entering into a shared vision, now it is a space that can be entered, a spatial metaphor. *