The brilliant Arab-American poet and visual artist Etel Adnan (1925-2021) passed away today at the age of 96. Adnan’s partner, the artist Simone Fattal, has described Adnan’s works as playing “the role the old icons used to play for people who believed. They exude energy and give energy. They shield you like talismans. They help you live your everyday life.”
Adan’s writing and art have certainly been a talisman and energy-giver in my own life, so today I share just one poem of hers with you and urge you to look at her art online. If you happen to be passing through New York City in the next few months, you can see her art displayed in an exhibition, “Etel Adnan: Light’s New Measure,” at the Guggenheim until January 10.
From"Surge" A long night I spent thinking that reality was the story of the human species the vanquished search for the vanquished Sounds come by, ruffling my soul I sense space’s elasticity, go on reading the books she wrote on the wars she’s seen Why do seasons who regularly follow their appointed time, deny their kind of energy to us? why is winter followed by a few more days of winter? We came to transmit the shimmering from which we came; to name it we deal with a permanent voyage, the becoming of that which itself had become
live in the layers 
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