I send a note to Kelly: Kind of spontaneous thinking…you mentioned once – maybe us working together on body stuff. Are you interested? I am working on the nervous system. It’s so beautiful! It feels like the hardest thing I think I’ve taken on.
Kelly responds: What a lovely surprise! I too remember that conversation we had, have thought back to it, intrigued by the possibility. So yes, perhaps this is a time to see what would turn out, turn up, emerge, your images and my words.
Today: Monica, here is, below, a poem, inspired by your nervous system art. I hope you like it! It’s been mind altering to think, even this small bit, about our bodies and how they work.
I love it Kelly. Thank you!
Signal by Kelly Nelson
steady bass line of the heart, wheeze
and let go of the bellows, gasp
and trickle of your last meal
switchbacking your gut.
Yet when brain tells
hand to play the G above middle C,
when skin mentions
the stove is still hot,
it’s all nudge and nod, quiet
wink of the nervous system.
I want my messages heard.
At the intersection
of my left arm and rib
cage, place a herald with the voice
of Maya Angelou to recite the red
threads and bird wings that radiate
through me—Hear? She’s already begun.
Kelly Nelson is a poet and teacher.
She is the author of the chapbooks Rivers I Don’t Live By and
Who Was I To Say I Was Alive.
She lives in Tempe, Arizona & teaches Interdisciplinary Studies at Arizona State University.
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….and yes, we’ll be doing this again.