|Courttney Cooper has a one-man show at PAC Gallery in Walnut Hills opening April 15, 2011. I wrote this poem about Courttney's work in 2007. He is an amazing artist and human being... (Keith Banner)|
A map of a city
Nobody else can see,
Lines drawn with ball-point pens
Bought at a drug-store on the way home.
The paper gets picked up off the ground.
His brain needs those buildings.
Every neighborhood is revealed,
Every piece of river,
Like an eyelash trapped on a fingertip.
His architecture devours
All the words we use. Every moment
Is a rafter, every window
All door knobs are
A reason to exist.
Grocery carts lined up in the rain
Are like numbers in a phonebook
And more useful.
The bones in his hand
The one place
he must get to.