Okay, so Maggie Nelson's book, Bluets, is all about blue things, feelings, places, experiences. Obviously. Nelson was/is obsessed with the color.
I understand obsession. I think all artists and writers go through a series of obsessions. That's what fuels our work. Right now, I'm obsessed with Bigfoot. Been writing Bigfoot poems for about a year-and-a-half. Don't ask me why. Sort of like Nelson in the passage below, I don't have a good answer.
As she says, "We don't choose what or whom we love . . ."
Saint Marty is thankful tonight for Bigfoot.
Section 13 from Bluets
by: Maggie Nelson
At a job interview at a university, three men sitting across from me at a table. On my CV its says that I am currently working on a book about the color blue. I have been saying this for years without writing a word. It is, perhaps, my way of making my life feel "in progress" rather than a sleeve of ash falling off a lit cigarette. One of the men asks, Why blue? People ask me this question often. I never know how to respond. We don't get to choose what or whom we love, I want to say. We just don't get to choose.
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