Cloud Picker, the debut chapbook by Sy Brand, examines the relationships between humans, other humans, and nature; the blurred lines between them all, and the joy and pain of their interactions.
#CloudPicker by @mx.sy.brand published by @thirtywestph is the #poetry collection I was reading yesterday and today. Yesterday was the day that I introduced poetry to Gia, my 8 year old grandgirl. She read me the first poem “Love Not be Scarce” (see in a few slides) and something interesting came over her face when she read certain words. A raised eyebrow and an upward twerk of her lips, signifying a surprise and delight over certain words and phrases! The terms were “eclipses the sun” (perhaps because this just happened) #greenray and the word drench. Obviously I don’t think she understood much of it at all but part of enjoying poetry isn’t really cognitive is it? Poetry is art. The words alone can make you smile or trigger a memory. The construction of it, the feel of it. This collection had so many favorites for me, I can’t post them all, but I’ve decided to do a few posts so I can write my thoughts on them in the captions. Overall this collection is very beautiful and it feels… wistful to me. I can’t entirely explain it but I have those feelings at times, which I’ll discuss in later posts. I’m just so excited that Gia read her first real poem yesterday and enjoyed it, as did I. Highly recommend getting a copy of this!
Sy Brand’s Cloud Picker is equal parts pastoral and metaphysical. Through this dreamy collection, they invite us to navigate belonging, and the body as its own ecology, a microcosm of oceans and suns. There is a longing that is probed and satiated: Sy considers the passage of time and how one might measure it, arriving at an understanding of the memory as its presence. These poems feel good in the mouth and heart, and ultimately serve as an affirmation to queer identity and our own place in the great taxonomy of earthly beings. In self, in love, in rebirth, we know who we are.