Pedagogy and Performance
Whatever the lesson was, it wasn't taking. We awaited the information in kind of a corporate way and I kept wanting to go up to the whiteboard and write FEMININE MARVELOUS AND TOUGH and ask Is that what you're trying to do. Sometimes it's hard to figure out how to move. When cardinals move, they're as imposing as cows. They cleave pornography from abstraction. But let's also look at us a few weeks ago: a scale model of Seattle with its gleaming library protruding like a jewel from a navel—this was our best self, not the contraption of drawers and cranks that made our work; not the surprisingly delicate bones of Boba Fett, painted the same colors as his armor; not the three tow-headed delinquents who used the contraption in their performance, then went home after disparaging the audience and showered together; not the cast of my life filing into a wooden amphitheater as my favorite band started soundcheck in another country. How would I get there on time, even with half my friends rooting for it, how do I get anything done when as late as last night someone started yelling CARDINAL at the sight of blood soaking my sleeve.
Copyright © 2012 by Mark Bibbins. Used with permission of the author.