The Silence of Ani
after Francis Alÿs
Video is what
the Poet sees
in one of those crypts
they keep for art
today, sees
windswept hills,
rubble of a medieval
Armenian city,
hears birds calling,
bird-calling,
the Hidden sought
by ears, eyes,
those children
who, in the quest
for an avian
empire, echo
Attar, his impossible
conference.
This poem was originally published in Artist Profile, Issue 57, 2021.
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