Can You hear me? At the edge, I sit listening. To the silence of winter getting louder. Standing in a bowl formed by primordial forces. Round as Ymir’s skull— so large, we can’t see it all. Only glimpsing traces. What comes before the utterance? A home in
Silence?
The depth is grounding. It fills me with tension and terror.
With life.
And a remnant of a revelation too vast.
That I Am a crater— defined by what I lack— a million years in a moment.
A creator.
That I Am the Silence before words can You hear me?
Mud is a foundation of terrestrial life— the primordial soup from which life can begin and end. Its unique ability to stick together slows erosion and increases biodiversity within water systems. When extreme heat causes the water to dry up, mud cracks and erodes, turning into a dusty remnant of life.
Hyperobject is a homage to mud as a life-supporting material and responds to the questions— what happens when we forget our primordial past? And if the water dries up, what will we hear?
MONROE ISENBERG 