{"id":219,"date":"2025-01-30T14:52:40","date_gmt":"2025-01-30T14:52:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/?p=219"},"modified":"2026-04-28T17:19:06","modified_gmt":"2026-04-28T17:19:06","slug":"my-body-too-is-a-place-poem-by-cam-macdonald","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/my-body-too-is-a-place-poem-by-cam-macdonald\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;my body too is a place&#8221; \u2013 poem by jade macdonald"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>A poem in response to &#8220;my body is a place, just like any other.&#8221; In the spirit of collaboration I wish to share Jade&#8217;s keen words with you:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>my body too is a place, just like any other \u2014&nbsp;&nbsp;flung across and through \u2014 unbound and evasive \u2014 I am thrown by but also with \u2014 I wish I could offer more to travel through \u2014 I give only these dashes \u2014 to move here \u2014 and there \u2014 as leaves, sand, metal pipes \u2014 those grains of the voice you translate with such care \u2014 and which I have flown past, unhearing until now \u2014 and now with so many planes to pass through and across \u2014 I am back at the beginning \u2014 shaking as your camera, buzzing as your window, cloudy effervescent and blue in hues I wish I could have dissolved into always \u2014 wishing to be a name strung in your sky\u2019s opaque like the toffee fluff of June, a whole city looking up to its pastel pleasure \u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>and coasting this ocean we share \u2014 others join in flight \u2014 like Emily \u2014 who also wrote with dashes \u2014 who also catapults across skies \u2014 who also cracks through clouds \u2014 like that obscured other who rhymes in ear and heart (she is here too) \u2014 and in this azure, I too hear the fly \u2014 I too could not see to see \u2014 and stumbling into then \u2014 I find myself \u2014 here \u2014 there \u2014 and everywhere \u2014 because bird girls can fly \u2014 and you translate heaven in a way I want to be \u2014 and how else is there to translate the names of the voice in the sky but as care \u2014 so I thank you for this \u2014 for to lead a better life \u2014 I need my love to be here \u2014 in transit \u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A few other collaborators:&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>Roland Barthes, &#8220;The Grain of the Voice&#8221;<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A nursemaid, Rezia, Septimus, + Regent&#8217;s Park in Virginia Woolf,&nbsp;<em>Mrs. Dalloway&nbsp;<\/em>(&#8220;So, thought Septimus, looking up, they are signaling to me. Not indeed in actual words; that is, he could not read the language yet; but it was plain enough, this beauty, this exquisite beauty, and tears filled his eyes as he looked at the smoke words languishing and melting in the sky [&#8230;] \/ It was toffee; they were advertising toffee, a nursemaid told Rezia. Together they began to spell t &#8230; o&nbsp;&#8230; f &#8230; \/ &#8216;K &#8230; R &#8230;&#8217; said the nursemaid, and Septimus heard her say &#8216;Kay Arr&#8217; close to his ear, deeply, softly, like a mellow organ, but with a roughness in her voice like a grasshopper\u2019s, which rasped his spine deliciously and sent running up into his brain waves of sound which, concussing, broke.&#8221;)<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Emily Dickinson, &#8220;I heard a Fly buzz \u2014 when I died \u2014&#8221;<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Joni Mitchell, &#8220;Amelia&#8221;<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>ANOHNI and the Johnsons, &#8220;Bird Guhl&#8221;<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>The Beatles, &#8220;Here, There and Everywhere&#8221;<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Anyone else&nbsp;who has dared to take flight<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A poem in response to &#8220;my body is a place, just like any other.&#8221; In the spirit of collaboration I wish to share Jade&#8217;s keen words with you: my body too is a place, just like any other \u2014&nbsp;&nbsp;flung across and through \u2014 unbound and evasive \u2014 I am thrown by but also with \u2014 &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/my-body-too-is-a-place-poem-by-cam-macdonald\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;&#8220;my body too is a place&#8221; \u2013 poem by jade macdonald&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-219","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/219","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=219"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/219\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":226,"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/219\/revisions\/226"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=219"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=219"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/petratotten.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=219"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}