Fractals are such beautiful natural occurrences, appearing everywhere from romanesco cauliflower, to ferns (I have fern tattooed on my arm) and snowflakes, from mountain ranges to lightening strikes. I believe the fractal cosmology theory – that the universe is a fractal – perhaps we just can’t see it because we’re in it. I believe this because I see them everywhere, all the time.
As I’ve been writing over the years I’ve shaped the various works to represent a fractal: excerpts of words from one piece are repeated in another, only maybe the next time the themes are expanded or collapsed. I hope maybe this goes some way to representing the expansion & contraction of time & space; the beautiful, chaotic/ordered symmetry of it all. Each new piece (pamphlet/performance/collection/album) includes something from the previous work so that the link is maintained. Yesterday, before leaving Slovenia, I think on Iris Croatica as promised and this sliver of poem springs to mind. The longer poem, psycholingualgeography, is an attempt to pull all these themes together into one fractal-like-poem. Psycholingualgeography is a word I created – it means, the language of the land. Still thinking on Iris Croatica, the urge comes to make a full audio recording of this piece (which I’ve never done before) so I follow that intuition – link to the recording here. The full written poem is also below. I hope you enjoy this poetic timetravel. Cymraeg is woven throughout as it allows for a deeper immersion in time. The white noise in the background is the rain & traffic as I sit in the van – maybe I’m warming to these additional sounds as they give the listener a sense of place.
It feels a fitting way to mark the end of my time in this beautiful, magic-infused country of Slovenia. I have a feeling I won’t see Iris again for a while either – but we’ll see.