This video poem seems to be addressed to Eliet, perhaps the young girl in the image  it is dedicated to. The poem presents a series of lines in a scheduled sequence that is as linearly inevitable as the flow of blood in a body’s vessels. As each strophe fades in and out into several positions in the small window, it presents a vision of a very primal kind of determinism. There’s a harshness to the message that is enhanced by the musical beat, buzzing electronic sound, and the occasional use of red in the font. Pushing against this, we have images of a girl lying on the grass looking at ducklings, and that of a white lily— a flower commonly associated with funerals. Mientras lees este poema, míralo, prestando atención a cosas como el ritmo, el posicionamiento y el color de sus líneas para notar las sutilezas en cómo se resuelven los binarios configurados en el poema.

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