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    The Wanting Way: Poems
    The Wanting Way: Poems
    The Wanting Way: Poems
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    The Wanting Way: Poems

    By Adam Wolfond

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    In The Wanting Way, the second book in Multiverse—a literary series written and curated by the neurodivergent­—Adam Wolfondproves more than willing to “extend the choreography.”

    In fact, his entire thrust is out and toward. Each poem moves out along its own underutilized pathway, awakening unseen dimensions for the reader like a wooded night walk suddenly lit by fireflies. And as each path elaborates itself, Wolfond’s guiding hand seems always to stay held out to the reader, inviting them further into a shared and unprecedented unfolding. 

    The Wanting Way is actually a confluence of diverse ways—rallies, paths, waves, jams, streams, desire lines—that converge wherever the dry verbiage of the talking world requires hydration. Each poem is an invitation to bathe in the play of languaging. And each poem is an invitation to a dance that’s already happening, called into motion by the objects and atmospheres of a more-than-human world. Wolfond makes space for new poetics, new choreographies, and new possibilities toward forging a consensual—felt and feeling—world where we might find free disassembly and assembly together. 

    There is a neurodivergent universe within this one, and Wolfond’s poems continuously pull back the unnecessary veil between human and nature. 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOpen Road Integrated Media
    Release dateNov 8, 2022
    ISBN9781571317773
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      The Wanting Way - Adam Wolfond

      The Ways of Yearning

      In my mind I am always

      thinking

      about everything

      how to filter it

      is the wanting question

      It is wanting to follow

      the thread

      to reach the way

      of thoughts

      I think the thread

      snow

      balls

      it every chatter

      collecting thoughts

      and how does one unball

      all

      we have gathered?

      I must follow the thread to the end I ask others to unravel with me

      It’s not about me

      it’s us

      we

      unravel

      unball

      To reach the end

      we must take our beings

      and yearn

      the moments

      together

      I think a line can move like a map

      In Way of Music Water Answers

      Like water I am eager

      Like water I am thinking

      Like water I always move

      Like water I am thinking time

      open and following eager going

      pathways and open going nowhere

      I boat on the water the way I want to talk

      of the neurodivergent city

      I Am the Pace of My Body and Not Language

      I think the days of the week

      are paced in the line of rocks

      and the water of the ocean

      Water talks by pacing waves against them

      Rocks respond by allowing their surfaces to be worn

      Time is perceived by the appreciation

      of language but I am

      the pace of my body

      and not language

      I think there are many times to think about

      I want people to understand how hard it is

      to always type

      My rhythm is long and continuous

      not as noises in my head

      The noises are forging want

      of the howling wind

      The noises are in the want

      to talk

      But feel the way I always toward the calm body go

      Time is perceived by the appreciation

      of language but I am

      the pace of my body

      and not language

      and line the rally that I can feel.

      The Language of Lasting

      I am like others

      but pale is my talking

      I am the toast of laughter

      because I am always laughing

      at people who think I am very stupid

      I am person like

      a thoughtful passing

      of hot water on my tongue

      The water sometimes lingers

      and too much language

      is hot and painful

      For others the water is cold

      and fast but palm of my hand

      is the language of lasting friendship

      The hand thinks

      with people who support

      love and illustrates my language

      Lots lingers

      in my good body

      A Landing Always Answers

      Outing the young open feeling upward

      into the place of work

      the walk is when I think the most

      and my body is a single pattern

      and art is a feeling

      inside it

      but the way of walking

      is also falling

      and a landing always answers

      so I want to know

      why people want me

      to always question the ways

      I eagerly say what I want

      dancing a lot in language

      I want places

      to answer in the want

      of words

      Pacing the way of my poetry to book form

      I Plant Watered Words

      I laugh at watering words with my typing finger

      and I am thinking: water words are really

      thinking with thought

      I think withw a t e r

      flickering thel i g h t

      r a i n is mastering

      thought with landings

      that eagerly run and

      toward more thoughts

      go

      a way to write is

      to thinkwater

      inside the b o d yand

      open outside

      to the panel of questioning people

      about the way I answer

      having a thinking body is

      the way of watering words

      redistribute (restibule) to feel the way

      A Typology of Water

      Rain is mastering thought

      with landings that

      eagerly run and toward

      more thoughts go

      Stream of thought

      is the pace

      of the thinking

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