Why Misread A Cloud

In brief paragraphs that are neither prose nor prose poems, we meet a witness. A speaker who is not in her country of origin. A woman living in the air of violence. Militarization. And very occasionally, a mundane gestureadding sugar to tea. The spareness creates a poetics that is, at once, elegantly stark and akin to journalism. We read between the lines because what is unsaid, makes this a poetry of image and association. What was once a broom for sweeping a kitchen, is used by a woman to sweep propaganda leaflets off the street. I find myself engaged in a placeto a place, reallywhere there are ballistic helmets. Yes, strange and strangely familiar. This is how art and dreams work: with the familiarity of knowing and the disassociation that can allow insight. from the Judges Citation by Kimiko Hahn Why Misread a Cloud takes its name from clouds of ash and smoke in wartime which appear to the author as a storm, blown over the sea. Both an exploration of the minds ability to turn what is into something else, in order to survive, and the minds ability to resist the effects of psychosocial warfareimposed by the military and the police. Who wants you to be afraid the poets friend asks as he added sugar to his tea. The realization this question brings enables the poet to explore forces that separate us from one another and ways we rise up within ourselves to move through fear toward love.