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PostCardPoems

Featuring  my deceased father's bequeathed collection of postcards, with retrieved fragments of language found in a shredded copy of Marcel Proust's Remembrance of Things Past (Vol. 1), as translated by C. K. Scott Moncrieff 

New York

Kansas

Europe

Roads

Airports

Hotels & Motels

Beaches

Bodies of Water

Mountains

Objects & Rooms

AfterWord

​My father, Dale Lunberry (1927-2012), was a jeweler and watchmaker for many years in Phillipsburg, Kansas. For decades, when traveling, always with his wife, my mother, Barbara Lunberry (1929-2002), he often purchased postcards of the places that they were visiting. Hundreds and hundreds of these were collected and carefully catalogued by him, no doubt intended as souvenirs, as a means of remembering the many places where they had been. On the backs of the postcards, along with the official captions identifying the locations, my father would often write a very brief inscription of the dates of their visits (these are indicated, above, in parenthesis). At my father's death, I found this box of postcards among his many belongings and, reluctant simply to throw it away (as I had so many other of my father's possessions), I was left uncertain of what I would ever do with it. And so, put away inside of a closet, the box and its many postcards were largely forgotten about.

However, with the arrival of COVID-19, and the extraordinary consequences of spending so much time at home, and, importantly, of not traveling, I found ways in which fragments from a copy of Proust's Remembrance of Things Past (shredded for another project that I was working upon) could be made to accompany the post cards, offering them a kind of poetically clandestine caption.
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To my pleasure and surprise, and before I knew it, my pandemic project had taken on a life of its own, offering me even a means of imaginative travel (in time, in place), while also allowing a collaboration of sorts with my deceased dad, an engagement with remembrances from his own past, my own present, and of our own time together, and apart.

Elsewhere & Otherwise

UnReading Aristotle's On Man in the Universe and Marcus Aurelias' Meditations


UnReading the Newspaper

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