Like the moon, I am an echo, repeating
the gravities of my orbit–
anchored inside by both light and dark,
circling me, refacing me
The gravities of my orbit
give me direction but not location–
circling me, refacing me,
scattering my stardust into the void
Given direction but not location,
like Janus, I am always between–
scattering my stardust into the void
with no before or after
Like Janus I am always between–
I am not looking for eternity
with no before or after,
life is always right here and right now
I am not looking for eternity
to position me in a narrative–
life is always right here and right now–
its beginning and end are unknowable
I am positioned in a narrative
of patterns I don’t understand–
its beginning and end are unknowable–
I dream of circumvention
Following patterns I don’t understand,
anchored inside by both light and dark,
I dream of circumvention–
like the moon I am an echo, repeating
My second pantoum for the dVerse theme of echo.
More art from the archive. Still going in mystifying circles.
I love this.” like the moon I am an echo, repeating” Wonderful!
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Thanks Merril. I started with that line, but it took awhile to get anywhere with it.
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What a great poem. And your art looks like fused glass. Both wow!
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Thanks Claudia. Merril gave us a good prompt.
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Nice lines: “I am positioned in a narrative
of patterns I don’t understand–”
I like the bright colors especially the reds in the center of the circle of blues and whites in the last watercolor.
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Thanks Frank. There’s a lot we will never understand I think.
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I love the colors in your artwork, Kerfe! I the purple lines in the first one remind me of an iris flower. The second image reminds me of finding unexpected beauty in winter… ❤️
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Thanks Jill. I love irises, so I’m pleased that’s what you saw.
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This makes a fascinating narrative.
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Thanks Ken. Pantoums…
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