Guernica Editions

From the I Ching and the small sculptures, poet Cornelia Hoogland created sixty-four six-line poems, six lines to represent the hexagrams: poems that are both personal and collective in how they speak to human experience, to the specifics of her experiences which serve to guide the reader into contemplation. In a way, these are poems with a kind of direct purpose, poems of metaphor and insight.

The kaleidoscopic movements of Hoogland’s lines are formally enhanced by her artful caesuras, which make room for surprising shifts. Her crisp and more politically urgent tercets, meanwhile, speak to the contingencies and exigencies that consulting the I Ching can unearth. Climate catastrophe is a frequent topic, notably in the second stanza of “Ta Kuo, Preponderance of the Great”: “The planet’s idling on fumes, a kind of deadly / inertia. We go on being part of the problem. Like Atlas / bearing up the sky, a strained and daily quality. We suffer.” We suffer, “but who would Sisyphus be without his rock,” as a later poem concludes. Hoogland’s Sisyphus analogy is not to us, though, but “the tagged Monarch butterfly,” whose mass migration Hoogland tags as a symbol of perseverance.

In this astonishing book of concise and direct poems, of gorgeous, spare sculptures, the I Ching provides an ambiance in which random moments and thoughts find each other. The on-going interrelationship of poems and photos of sculptures work into a beautiful, realized whole. The human figure is of the earth, as if it has just emerged. Throughout, the sculptures and poems shape a voice of longing and homecoming. “I’m as I know myself to be.”

Cornelia Hoogland and Ted Goodden created a complex and layered space of contemplation for their installation, “The Book of Changes: Notes and Gestures.” We are excited to see the translation of this collaborative exhibition into book form—a portable gallery, enfolding the viewer/reader into the resonant spaces of change.

Cosmic Bowling is a wonderful collaboration of two artists at the height of their powers as they joyfully explore art, wisdom, and time. Poems and sculptures dive into flux and flow, flipping between word and image, body and dazzling metaphor, in a form that enacts the core meanings of the I Ching. Visually rich and linguistically marvellous.

We learn of the refugee and his family, the thinning atmosphere, the tiny wonders of nature close at hand, the hard-won pride in one’s gifts – reading like a poetic journal. Cosmic Bowling is a true Vade Mecum, that you might toss into a bag (along with the I Ching perhaps). We should be grateful for this flowering of their art in these pages.