Little Reminders No. 1, paper collage, 2023
poetry is a walking meditation in a word: mayhem being: a laundromat of syllables nonbeing: the unspeakable tragedy of a misplaced sock to laugh, or not to laugh to close my eyes and seek the proofs of living a full moon, obscene as an overripe fruit a metaphor is a requiem for spiderwebs i close my eyes and wonder if i am fully asleep a word becomes words one after another, they fly at the ceiling and converge in a single drop of rain by some improbable act, i am a meadow i transform myself into an insect i dream of unfolding your body like a crown of feathers to cry, to leap across a bed of oranges as a goldfish leaps across the desert imagination is a choice a crow dances on a telephone wire a single yellow flower defies the probability of asphalt despite itself, because of itself—now, that’s courage not this foolish pencil with its muddy boots and half-smoked cigarette the matchbox that gives birth to a thousand stars
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16 responses to “Little Reminders”
Love the collage and the poem that goes with it.
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Thank you very much!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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I am a great admirer of your creative lines. Wonderful writing that inspires enthusiasm and great imagination in me. Thank you!
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Thank you, Michele, for your kind words! 😊 I’m delighted you enjoyed the poem.
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Oh yes, a twice-read poem!
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You had me at the opening stanza. So good! I just love the zeal in this. So many great lines, “imagination is a choice” “a single yellow flower defies the probability of asphalt” and that wonderful last line, “the matchbox that gives birth to a thousand stars”
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Thank you so much, Bob! The lines about the yellow flower are among my favorites here, as well.
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How lovely a piece of artwork and poem; I love the the mediative nature of the writing and how it leads down into that emotive final line. ❤
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Thank you so much, Layla!
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This really is a wonderful poem…captures so much of what poetry is..mayhem, being open to all around you and making a “choice to imagine”…truly the liet motif of the poem..well done, my friend. I will be rereading this entry today 🙂
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Thank you very much! I am delighted you enjoyed this. It was fun to write…and to imagine. 😊
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Amazing! The collage is very relaxing to look at and having a connecting piece of writing with it is such a good idea!
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Thank you very much! I’m happy you enjoyed it.
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Of course! Always admired other’s collages as the process and formation of them can be a lengthy and unexpected one!
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Absolutely!
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