if only my blood and yours…

In early July, summer intern Sekai Abeni went to the Park Hyatt Paris – Vendôme, partner and venue for our 2019 International Women’s Day event, The Successful Woman, to “sit with” the artwork of contemporary sculptor Roseline Granet.  Sekai was charged with writing a poem inspired by Granet’s work, which she had begun researching prior to her arrival in Paris.

Before visiting the Park Hyatt, Sekai told me she found the images of Granet’s sculptures to have “movement.”  She said she was intrigued by this because she had studied classical dance and feels strong resonance with portrayals of the human body that evoke movement.  She particularly liked the sculpture shown in the image above – a work that is suspended over a stairwell to the right of the passageway that leads to the hotel lobby.

Read Sekai’s poem below.

if only my blood and yours were in fact the same color
           or
moonlight

I like you
          wish the wind blew me
                    in a different direction

but each night
            calls me the same name
                       eat the same leftover bone marrow

and dream of you
             your memory my
                        coveted safety blanket

and while I know
            you no longer dream of me
                        I carve you into stone

and hang you
             above me
                         so everyone will know who you are

my pain should hold as violent of a space as
                                                                                              your love does

I cut you with knife mark
            I slash vicious
                        into white clay

until you become
           as gorgeous as you are

your memory flying down to crush me
           and
                      falling up to leave me

I hoist you far enough above to make sure
           I can never touch you again

                         as we both know I shouldn’t and
                                     we both wish I would

my cuts will never be as excruciating as yours
           but black nipples
                      bleed black blood

and I still feel needles/s
           in my embroidered skin

Sekai Abeni

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