GOLDEN IN THE MORNING CRANE OUR NECKS
![in a past life I wasa little fish who cleaned the shells of turtles a dream helped me remember their deep voice of thanksmany nights I heard sharks waiting for the tide to draw me nearwhen the calendar runs outit feels lucky another awaitsall I have ever wanted was toforge the English language intoa spear and drive it into my heartbetween leaping and being shovedno lonelier place to put my faith for theswinging motion inside the dance we sharedon the extraordinary suit for this ordinary daytake our time studying trees to imagine thenests we would build if we were birdsI ask all you talented people spending many creative hoursperfecting killer drones guns and bombs to pleaseknow we are waiting for you on the other side of art in the nokill zone](https://adrianbrinkerhoff.imgix.net/Poem-Images/CAConrad-GOLDEN-IN-THE-MORNING-CRANE-OUR-NECKS-pdf.png?auto=compress%2Cformat&bg=transparent&fit=clip&q=90&w=650&s=1bfd8dfd04ae2cd580232470517cb5a0 650w, https://adrianbrinkerhoff.imgix.net/Poem-Images/CAConrad-GOLDEN-IN-THE-MORNING-CRANE-OUR-NECKS-pdf.png?auto=compress%2Cformat&bg=transparent&fit=clip&q=90&w=1800&s=f3b25b807a4b16f60de4c5d353f8ca37 1800w)
Credits
*Selected for the 2024 Bloomsday Film Festival*
Directed by Matthew Thompson.
From Amanda Paradise. Copyright 2021 by CAConrad. Used with permission of the author and Wave Books.
*Selected for the 2024 Bloomsday Film Festival*
Directed by Matthew Thompson.
From Amanda Paradise. Copyright 2021 by CAConrad. Used with permission of the author and Wave Books.