Some performances were long. We raged past the show and burrowed furiously into the night. Other performances were lonely and quiet, intimate, with soft conversation and relaxed acceptance of letting the flow be. On the last night, our voices rose and fell in play with one another, harmonizing at their own accord to the perfect pitches, intervals, frequencies.
“Couple #1” is the first in a series of poems called “The Couple Series.” It was conceived when–following a breakup and other intense life stuff–I somewhat impulsively decided to fly to Hawaii and backpack through the islands.
I was writing this one in my hostel room when I was interrupted by a visit from a local I recently met. So I put it aside and had a nice long chat with Maui, who is full of all sorts of interesting Hawaiian creationism tidbits.
Came back to this poem today (the 10th) and here’s my favorite version.