New poem from Christopher Horton

It’s always a huge personal thrill to see new work from Chris, so I’m delighted to have a new poem from this always fascinating Days of Roses mainstay today. He’ll be reading with Malene and myself tomorrow at the Orchard in Brockley.



A few Recorded Thoughts on Mathematical Theory

‘A mathematician is a blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat that isn’t there’ – Charles Darwin

Surely it was the man clad as a bear
crawling the wastes of Newfoundland
on ciné-film – so grainy you would have been forgiven
for thinking it more the outline of an ill-proportioned aardvark –
that came to his attention.

You might have guessed
he’d have honed in on the artist
interviewing a dog about the art of painting
or, the pièce de résistance,
a blind man in a dark room
looking for a black cat that isn’t there.

Upon reflection, all those attractions
evaded his careful eye.
It was the full length mirror
pinned halfway up the winding stairway
that captivated – something to do with how
his own body was more or less symmetrical

and yet, on closer inspection, also imperfect
in such a way that you might calculate
his exact age by each imperfection.
Take his diminishing hairline
or the width of his pores as archetype.
Imperfection, he thought, is too a kind of maths.

This is what held him on the stairway
between the art, staring deep into himself,
oblivious to the sound,
of the ciné-film still turning over the reel,
catching, just slightly,
where it had been spliced.



More from Chris here and here

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