Georgia Zinzan Kerford

  Chicago/San Francisco


Contact:
geegekerf@gmail.com



Photography

                                                                               
Georgia Kalifah Zinzan

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Paintings






CONTACT:

Georgia Zinzan

geegekerf@gmail.com




Everybody’s Dancing Upside Down


Spring up from out of the ground 

As if a dawning apparition 

Death becomes 

The only reliable outcome 

As softly my wet feet 

Soak the hardened earth 

And in my path grows 

Dried flowers 

With no chance of bloom 

Rue the day I laid my body 

Down to rest 

And sent my mind 

Wandering                                                                                                          

For what it found 

I will never be rid of 

And tomorrow 

I hope 

Lightning strikes 

My soaking form

 And erases 

All the memory


First Sighting 


My vision was altered 

As if I’d arrived  from the dark 

But it was light where I came from 

And it was light where I was  


And like a shadow 

Her figure emerged 

Small and delicate 

Back lit by a fog that 

Began to recede the moment 

I laid my eyes on her 


Suddenly 

And 

Ever so clearly 

I could make out her details 

Soft 

And jagged 

Fairy like  


Her figure could only be described 

In drawn comparisons 

To my own 


And though she was a stranger 

She was the most familiar thing to me 


Framed by succulents 

Tall trees with rich bark 

Littered ground 

With shards of pine 


No flowers

But the three she held in her hand 

And I think she would have given them to me 

Had she been able to tell who I was 


But possessed by some force unseen to me 

She wandered on 


Watching as she left 

I etched a figure of her departure 

Into my memory

As to not forget 

This time 


For You


I Must Ask That You 

Take it from my sweaty palms 

Like a gift 

I'd rather you opened once everyone had gone 

All alone 

So that you smile to yourself 

And 

Think of me 

Thinking of you 

And you will 

Write me a letter 

Just don’t say it to my face 

That you love it 

And 

That maybe 

You love me 

And that upon closer inspection 

You've noticed the details

And 

You smirk at the flaws 

That I've already mentioned in the accompanying card 

And that they make you like it more 

That they make you 

Love it 

More 

And pick it up and use it 

Maybe 

You’ll even share it with me 

Or let me hold it 

Because it's different now 

From when I gave it to you 

Because its yours now 

And it's no longer just from me 

Now it's

For you. 




The Echo Chamber 


I was swallowed by the echo chamber

How big and expansive it was 

And how much time it took 

For the shock of yesterday to reverberate 

And for my nervous system to quake 

At the threat of losing the sweetness I had cultivated 

And when I found the center of my echo chamber 

I sat in the middle 

Heavy upon the mossy floor

And my body gave a slight bounce 

When it hit the ground 

And I sat in it 

And I waited 

And I wondered 

“Where has the echo gone?”

I could feel it brushing the cavernous walls 

With bright red paint

Burning the cold stone 

Turning the world around me a soft pink

And almost as if it was waiting for me to take a seat 

Surrounded by flowers and 

Shaded by willow trees 

It came quickly 

But not all at once 

It came in bursts 

Like firecrackers 

Each time it sounded 

I had to close my eyes 

I could feel my core absorbing it 

And I knew I could take it in 

But it hurt 

Like a sting I’d never felt before

And though I was sitting 

I felt that it could almost carry me away 

That it could steal what I had so triumphantly taken back 

But it was just an echo 

As quickly as it came 

It just as quickly dissipated 

And I sat there in the cavern 

Anxious to make another sound 

But feeling the soft tingle of the echo still inside me 

I opened my eyes 

When I felt it had receded 

And as I looked to my left 

A new flower had grown 

And she had returned