9 ADZUKI THOUGHTS
for Lisa Jarnot
9 is an epiphany, the energy entering the bottom tip, traveling up the stem and circulating in the crown. An epiphany cannot be taken away.
I carried 9 adzuki beans with me for a day, talking to them one at a time, then as a group, then holding them to my ear with eyes closed. Hearing 9 uncertainties, 9 calls to ration sadness. They slept through the night with rose quartz in a jar of warm water. When I planted them I held them one at a time under the dirt, my eyes closed, tuning to a steady humming under ground where bean pulses waken. Notes, notes, I took many notes all the while for the poem. When they sprouted I held them in my mouth one at a time. I sealed my ears with plugs so the only sound I heard was my teeth chewing adzuki thoughts to become myself. 9 thoughts for 9 requests for equilibrium, then more notes for the poem were taken.
CAConrad is the son of white trash asphyxiation whose childhood included selling cut flowers along the highway for his mother and helping her shoplift. He has five full-length poetry collections the most recent is A Beautiful Marsupial Afternoon: New (Soma)tics (Wave Books, 2012). The Book of Frank (Wave Books) has been translated into German, Spanish, and most recently Swedish. He is a 2011 Pew Fellow, a 2013 Banff Fellow, a 2013 MacDowell Fellow, and a 2012 and 2013 visiting faculty member for the Summer Writing Program of the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa University. You can find his poems at http://CAConrad.blogspot.