This year, it's
Keeping things in way too long,
exhaling, finally letting go.
come and see...
(guaranteed to take your breath away, if you're willing!)
the Gowanus Canal
is a marvelous metaphor
for the Collective Unconscious.
All of us,
the Great Unknown,
the things we want to forget,
the things we never admitted we would do,
have done, did, should do, ignored-
It's not our fault,
we knew all along, benefitted, lied,
we can hide if we fail to look, don't you see?
So, I propose to build
seven honest little lithe white boats
to float on this fetid fluid past.
I'll lash them together and add all of your
fondest future hopes, happiest dreams, your worst nightmares-
Write them down for me
(or not, if you're like that)
Whatever you want to see, released.
Hundreds of tiny scraps of paper, collected anonymously, from all of us,
for all of us,
We'll make torches of them, bowsprits for the boats-
soak them (and their binding cord) in fuel.
Lit at dusk, on the high tide, full moon
burning through, drifting apart
to help us remember.
Contribute, Collaborate, Come and See-
on the banks and bridges of the Gowanus, location to be announced