When Objects Become Subjects

          1
          “nature coincides with nature
          and this is no coincidence.
          nature flows in
          and out of itself
          with such frequency as to
          render it
          a totality”

          the sculptor read his diary
          while letting his work
          exhibit itself:
          a flat box on the floor
          two feathers sealed in glasses
          and a big bag
          full of exotic cashes
          which had no currency
          in this country.

          i thought the flat box looked like
          a weigher—
          women’s testament
          but the sculptor said
          the flat box represented
          the pillow of a homeless
          who slept on the street
          under the roof
          out there in the open

          he also said he couldn’t sleep
          at night
          o, the pillow of the homeless
          got cashed out
          in the work
          of the sleepless

          I wonder what was the weight
          of homelessness?
          did it weigh the same 
          as sleeplessness?

          I wondered if the two feathers
          were from the same bird
          if the bird felt
          weightless
          when its feathers were
          flying away

          2
          when we go through our lives
          seeing all those
          everyday objects
          being there
          as though living lives
          of their own

          when we pause to look at them
          breathe with them
          living a moment
          with them

          when we learn to keep those moments
          making objects
          into subjects
          of artworks
          of philosophical pieces

          objects get transformed
          into our humbleness and arrogance
          our mortal lives
          show the pride
          of their own
          to the immortal
          who are irrevocably deprived
          of their deaths

          3
          i felt the turmoils
          in my mind.
          they were matter without form
          they were infants
          they were the primordial nakedness
          language desired so much
          to clothe

          they humiliated me
          they animated me
          they betrayed me
          they stripped me of my decency
          they thrust into my
          being, and
          became me, transfigured me

          they were the original sin
          of the phenomenal
          they were the forces
          that were shaping me into a
          sculpture
          breathing in the noumenal

这诗主要是记录那天晚上和艾利森去雕塑系,参观人家候选人考试的所见所感。
object和subject之间的关系与转化很有意思。
object:物、对象;subject:主题,主体。
物成为对象的同时,似乎就在被主题化,被主体主题化。

诗的结尾,是从我最喜欢的当代哲学家Christine Korsgaard的书中得到的启发。
她论证为什么在共同活动中一起商量,并非一种讨价还价式的活动:

Thinking, after all, is just talking to yourself.
And since meanings are public, talking is just thinking in the company of others.
When we talk, like when we make an agreement,
We meet in the noumenal world.

——from SELF-CONSTITUTION: Agency,Identity,and Integrity p.197 

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