SCORE FOR THE CONTINGENT
Where the night speaks of the fire which speaks of the flock,
A moon that makes an open dish means rain.
She says a downpour is a downpour is a downpour: cue action in the gutter.
She says trouble brings trouble brings trouble.
A bird flies in through the window.
We who watch watch from the wings
The fishwife calls on us to make a sound
This poem is part of a series of poems that use the performance score as a point of departure. With this poem, I was curious to explore how the received wisdom of folkloric superstitions, proverbs, and omen might serve as cues for reading, interpreting, and perhaps shaping one's environment.