Little Door by Kathrine Sowerby
Kathrine Sowerby lives in Glasgow and is author of chapbooks Unnecessarily Emphatic and Tired Blue Mountain (Red Ceilings Press), House However (Vagabond Voices) and the more recent hybrid collections of writing and drawing, (Find Yourself) at Constant Falls (Blue Diode Press) and Tutu (Dostoyevsky Wannabe) - kathrinesowerby.com Little Door is a sequence ‘there' and ‘back' that came from daily writing filled with news reports, caring responsibilities, swimming lengths in the local pool, a loch, the sea, that was roughly translated into Gaelic, French then Arabic and fed through a dada poem generator, divided into lanes, taken apart and put together again until a path became clear, if a little worn down and muddy. Little Door is a kind of dance notation of the steps by which seemingly impossible acts of care (for the self, for the loved, for the overwhelming world) turn out to happen anyway. It finds a path into the future where conscious navigation was never an option. The self here is a funny and rueful thing, an accidental-on-purpose passenger, carried along as one element in a series of patterns, of behaviour and perception, which have always repeated and hopefully will again. "In the morning I am not importantâ€, it says: and one more small door opens onto the tolerable, like waking up okay when the whole night told you you couldn't. Peter Manson
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