The Staircase #liminality

This week’s liminal photo has a name. Haha, pretentious, considering the quality of my photography? Much. But it still has a name: “Stairway to Heaven.”

I like this photo because a perfectly liminal space is that between life and death, earth and heaven.

Have you been watching for #liminality? What have you found?

Here is a poem by H.D. that I thought of because of the record heat wave in Arizona this week. Hilda Doolittle is a poet whose poems I worked with for my dissertation. Ultimately, I dropped her as one of my subjects, choosing to focus on Jorie Graham, Sylvia Plath, Muriel Rukeyser, Adrienne Rich, and Linda Hogan, for the most part.  Her work was so precise and crystalline and so focused on her classical allusions, that it wasn’t warm enough for me (sorry for the pun). But this poem perfectly captures the heavy hot air. The air that makes it difficult for the lungs to expand.

Heat

H. D., 18861961

O wind, rend open the heat,
cut apart the heat,
rend it to tatters.

Fruit cannot drop
through this thick air--
fruit cannot fall into heat
that presses up and blunts
the points of pears
and rounds the grapes.

Cut the heat--
plough through it,
turning it on either side
of your path.







31 Comments

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31 responses to “The Staircase #liminality

  1. I like this photo too, Luanne. Speaking of “Stairway to Heaven,” have you heard about the lawsuit? Seems a little silly to me.

    • I heard about the lawsuit yesterday. Seriously, after all these years?

      • That was my first reaction, but then I heard that they were already sued by them for many other songs which have been won or settled. Did you hear that? So apparently it wasn’t the case of them waiting for a super long time before complaining, but a systematic complaint against them on a large scale. Have you heard that?

    • Thanks, Jill! I responded about the song below after what Kate wrote. This is what I said: That was my first reaction, but then I heard that they were already sued by them for many other songs which have been won or settled. Did you hear that? So apparently it wasn’t the case of them waiting for a super long time before complaining, but a systematic complaint against them on a large scale. Have you heard that?

  2. Great post, as usual. Love the way your photo has both vertical and circular movement.If photos could sing, this one would be modern, atonal music.

    • Ah, thank you, Elaine. Yes, the vertical and the circular is so interesting in contrast to each other. Modern, atonal is ok, as long as it isn’t that horrible cello solo I complained about in my one of my posts LOL.

  3. Yes, staircases, another liminal space! A very visceral poem, we’ve had a little of that heat today…

  4. I love the stairway to heaven, Luanne 😀 It’s winter here, but still hot in the tropics – I’m still waiting for the promised cold snap 😉

    • What kind of temps do you get in winter? And what is a cold snap like? Do you get snow? I have a lot of questions today apparently!

      • Haaaa. I love questions…
        Our lowest temps in winter are about 16c (or 60F). A cold snap for us would be about 14c and we never get snow here. In the Southern states of Australia it’s a lot colder and – yes, it’s snowing there now 😀
        We’re kind of upside down to the US. It’s like I live in Florida and my family live in Canada – but our south is cold and yours is warm. Wow – I don’t think that made sense at all! LOL

  5. H.D. captures heat so very well. Here in Florida, our temps are not as high as yours but the humidity is very weighty. And some early mornings when leaving for work, opening the front door was like opening the door to 450 degree oven. I’d almost stagger back from the blast of heat. I think I’ve made a photo that makes me think of liminality, but it will be awhile before I post it. In my (perpetually failing) efforts to organize, I’m trying to set out my blog posts ahead of time, regardless of inspiration … if that makes any sense 😉

  6. I like the photo–especially the shadows. More liminal spaces? 🙂

    The poem is wonderful. It can imagine some classically trained actress declaiming it–yet it makes you really feel the heat and the air that is too thick even to allow fruit to drop.

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