Sonnets Fragmented: The Poetics of Disability
Ruth Li
Stimming
Audio of Stimming
It is a strangeness, a semblance of thought
That steals into the corners of the mind
of what we , of what we sought
A liberation from the force that binds
Expanding past the limits that constrain
The stimming lurches us forward, then back
As we cycle through circular terrains
Imagination transcending our tracks
Our maps show what may been seen by the eye
A fraught tapestry into which we delve
The Other emerging, distanced from āIā
We encounter the strangeness in ourselves
What separates the and the Other
As in wandering, we become another?
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