Experiment 2: Ripping up a Textbook

The Poem

The centre of gravity shifts 

  The imprint of my palm,

    Sagging deeper under 

      The weight of past

        Geographies. 

  

Contours of promises 

  Made to tigers and dragons. 

    Trades made with tree bark 

      To ward off the major players 

         Of the tree fort. 

 

The centre of gravity shifts –

  

    Though not much more than this. 

Bernadette Mayer’s suggestions:

1.

‘Rip apart a page from a book at random and study it as though it were poetic material.’

2. ‘Use science terms to write about childhood.’

This is my “science” book of choice: Global Shift: Mapping the Changing Contours of the World Economy by Peter Dicken, 7th Edition, 2015.

Those of you that know me well will also know that there is little else in the world I know less about than Economics. That is why this experiment was particularly provoking for me. I decided to use a chapter outline to perform the experiment, mainly because it has the highest concentration of technical terms on one page. I didn’t physically rip it up (because it’s my flatmates’ textbook!), but I did pick it apart and was left with the following terms and phrases to use:

The centre of gravity shifts  

Imprint of past geographies

Trade has grown faster than output 

Global shifts: the shifting contours of the global economic map  

Europe is still a major player 

Back to the future 

The four tigers 

Rebirth of the dragon 

Indian promise 

Unfulfilled potential 

Persistent peripheries 

The centre of gravity has shifted 

Then lay the challenge of somehow using what I could from these phrases to write a poem about childhood. As I looked closer at the terms used in this outline, I realised that the “major players of the global economic map” could easily stand in for “the neighbourhood kids playing pretend in the backyard”. We had our “systems of trade”, though more often than not these included tree bark, leaves, and flower petals. We had our “borders”, mainly tree forts and bushes. And we grew up - though not without the imprint of the past.

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