Dyptich
+What memory or lived experience does this postcard trigger?
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Long days on long roads, learning to drive with my dad yelling every time the wheels of the truck touched snow — “It’ll pull the car off the road if you’re not careful” — before settling back into muttering — “fucking dumbass”.
+A Christmas-birthday trip to Steamboat Springs for skiing, the last before my dad and Julie divorced, him drinking tequila upon tequila upon beer upon tequila to forget about the pain in his shoulder or whatever fraught relationship had kicked up at work.
+A carefully uncluttered condominium.
+Flipping the switch to turn on the gas fireplace, a heat somehow more plastic than what we might feel from wood.
+Finishing “The Two Towers” on DVD alone in the hot dark while my dad and Julie argued quietly two rooms over, Emiliana Torrini crooning, “Where once was light, now darkness falls. Where once was love, love is no more.”
+What forms of diptych have you seen outside of visual art?
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- The Unanswered Question +
- The fourth wall +
- Soundtracks (mixed media, the hinge being how the audio and video are related +
- Magazines with full-page ads +
How can this tension be brought into writing?
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- ally +
- Florilegium +
- Shape poetry, viz Angie’s poem about Xanax +
- The romance caduceus +