Imagine them in black, the morning heat losing within this day that floats. And always there is the being, and the not-seeing on their way to—
The days they approach and their sharpest aches will wrap experience until knowledge is translucent, the frost on which they find themselves slipping. Never mind the loose mindless grip of their forms reflected in the eye-watering hues of the surface, these two will survive in their capacity to meet, to hold the other beneath the plummeting, in the depths below each step full of avoidance. What they create will be held up, will resume: the appetite is bigger than joy. indestructible. for never was it independent from who they are. who will be.
Were we ever to arrive at knowing the other as the same pulsing compassion would break the most orthodox heart.
-Coherence in Consequence, Claudia Rankine, Excerpt from Plot
How move with“what is” when it comes to racism within your communities by embracing some faith in“what will be”?
What is your connection to your own“form”? How does this connection move you towards anti-racism or inhibit it?
How can the relationship to yours and others“form” move us towards the hopeful/faithful“what will be”?
Coherence in Consequence