Also by Dan Beachy-Quick
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Wonderful Investigations
A Whalers Dictionary
A Brighter Word Than Bright: Keats at Work
Fiction
An Impenetrable Screen of Purest Sky
Poetry
North True South Bright
Spell
Mulberry
This Nest, Swift Passerine
Circles Apprentice
Gentlessness
2017, Text by Dan Beachy-Quick
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Beachy-Quick, Dan, 1973- author.
Title: Of silence and song / Dan Beachy-Quick.
Description: Minneapolis: Milkweed Editions, 2017.
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for Kristy, Hana, Iris, & my mother
prism, light
Every spirit makes its house; but afterwards the house confines the spirit.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON, FATE
There is indeed the inexpressible. This shows itself; it is the mystical.
LUDWIG WITTGENSTEIN, TRACTATUS LOGICO-PHILOSOPHICUS
Light that makes some things seen, makes some things invisible.
SIR THOMAS BROWNE, THE GARDEN OF CYRUS; OR, THE QUINCUNX
What is worse, knowledge is made by oblivion.
SIR THOMAS BROWNE, PSEUDODOXIA EPIDEMICA
Thought kills me that I am not thought.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, SONNET44
Methinks my own soul must be a bright invisible green.
HENRY DAVID THOREAU, A WEEK ON THE CONCORD AND MERRIMACK RIVERS
CONTENTS
Table of Contents
Guide
On our walk my youngest daughter asked me, What are the songs you dont know.
Thats a hard question, I said.
Tell me the songs you dont know.
Silence was the best description.
On the same walk we found a bird lying dead on the ground. It had a long, dark, slightly curved beak. Streaks of white not quite white on the head, a color I might call dry wheat. Not a woodpecker, I said. Iris said, Nope, not a woodpecker. Not the right markings. The shafts of the feathers had no bright colors. I couldnt identify the bird. A plover? A snipe?
Later I asked Iris if the dead bird scared her.
No, she said. It gave me an idea.
I had thought for years how best to begin.
Maybe just a blank page.
Some way of showing the precedent silence. But then I doubted so simple a gesture could make it felt: that silence. I worried the gesture would seem obvious. But then I remembered whats most obvious is what Im most interested in.
What the obvious hides in itself. Not as a secret. Like a breath being held.
Like a child believes in the dark and so doubts God, but every morning reverses the conclusions. Like doubt or faith when they begin in us by acting like one another. Only later do they act opposed.
The trouble is not that what is pure is complicated past our understanding. Whats quiet is just too simple to be understood. One method might be to liken that silence to the inner life once you learn to accept that the inner life is just another myth.
Socrates asks: Can a man know and also not know what he knows.
Know thyself. The imperative acts so simple, but then you try to follow the command for your whole life, as one might follow an echo back to a source, but the source is just a cave, and the shadows living there are quiet. And all along you thought youd find yourself there. That you lived there. That youd come home, source somehow of yourself. But it isnt true.
In Greek, , the word for truth, might best be translated: that which makes itself obvious. There are other best ways to define it.
The stone the builders cast out has become the cornerstone. In Psalm 118:22 I found a comfort and a clue. Id like to say that I repeated this verse to myself ceaselessly, but that would be a lie. I didnt even know it mattered to me until I happened upon the words as a child happens upon a forgotten toy and remembers suddenly the life that had been in it. Mostly this experience happens to children when they become adults. I just found the words in the box. But the box was my head.