
1 Here
a handless glove, a stone
visage. A blue orb
planted with life. Dust
seeds blown by
cosmic winds.
Look backward to see
the future. Ruins
of visions. Monumental
doors to nowhere.
The detritus of humanity.
Is this all
that we wish
to leave behind?
The Kick-About prompt for this week is de Chirico’s enigmatic painting “The Song of Love”, above. The collage I did evolved from a lot of other ideas, merging with Merril’s quadrille prompt at dVerse to use the word seed, and Brendan’s prompt at earthweal to write Songs of the Earth Shaman.

2 A Meditation or Maybe a Prayer
for those who ask and those
who don’t answer. For those
who always make way and those
who have never been found.
For what we know and refuse
to acknowledge. For what
stands in the center of what
we think we believe. For what
remains when faith has fallen
apart. For the times that we
begin again and the times
that seem to have no ending.
For what we hold against
others and what we keep
to ourselves. For the impossible
and the improbable and all
the borders we draw to keep
from finding out.
Listen. I am
waiting for you
to come home.

I needed to consider this seemingly unsolvable riddle that is human life on earth from more than one side.
I really hope it’s not all we wish to leave behind. Love the link to the dust of the earth with the dust of the cosmos!
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Thanks Ingrid. I hope so too.
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“Look backward to see / the future.”
Yes, learn.
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We must.
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So much in these two poems. “Look backward to see the future,” and those ruins.
So many questions.
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Always. Thanks Merril.
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So much depth in both the poems. Enjoyed much, thought provoking. 🙂
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Thanks Kitty.
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You are welcome. 🙂
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You make it a beautiful place to be, right here, so that we can leave something. It was a good day. The Oracle spoke to me today.
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It is a beautiful place–we just need to take care of it. I’ll go look at your Oracle message now!
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I do like these two poems. The first one has an Ozymandias feel to it, and in my book, that’s good. The second is just plain beautiful. A prayer broader and more inclusive than any I know.
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Thanks Jane. Mother Earth is there for all of us, however flawed.
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She does her best with poor materials.
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Well put.
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Looking backward to see the future …. reality. Beautifully penned.
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Thanks Helen.
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Oh WOW, do I love both of these but especially the second……….wonderfully accented by your art, as always.
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Thanks Sherry. Brendan always give us a lot to think about.
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” Dust seeds blown by cosmic winds,”… this is absolutely exquisite! You took the prompt to the next level 💝💝
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Thanks Sanaa.
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Good move! Perfect frames/lenses for the centerpiece. And could that handless glove of yours be any more haunting?
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Thanks Sun. The glove is from a NASA space suit that I colorized. Those gloves are beautiful artifacts.
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Yes they are! Very cool to know that.
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A stunning poem and collage combination, Kerfe, and I love the approach from different perspectives, the contrast between the ‘blue orb planted with life’ and the ‘look backward to see the future’, with its ‘ruins of visions’ and ‘detritus of humanity’. The mediation/prayer is mesmeric, with a hopeful ending.
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Thanks Kim.
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I think that the history of the future will have many things to say about humanity… if there even is a future.
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I agree Bjorn. It’s up to us to try to make sure that there is.
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I remember my eldest sister, four years older than me, repeatedly quoting a line from the Grass Roots’ song, ‘Live for Today’ (and don’t worry about tomorrow, yeah…). I don’t know how old she was, but I do know I was pretty young and it made an impression on me. I wonder when we stopped considering future generations or a future (of the planet) at all. Of course all we have any power over is our choice in each moment. But I don’t think we’re meant to ignore the seven generations that Native Americans so often refer to. 🙏🌏🍃
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I agree Bela. We’ve lost our perspective, our sense of being part of something larger than ourselves. (K)
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Yup.
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powerfully emotive writing and art Kerfe, you have excelled!
It’s all been said above, this post resonates deeply
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Thanks Kate. We need to pay more attention to the world, as you know.
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absolutely, no argument here 🙂
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very beautiful and quietly powerful. thank you
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Thanks Lindi. Good to see you!
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The conviction that humanity isn’t going to fix its Earth problem is an unshakable conclusion in the first part — something it is difficult not to conceive — with the door that is closing making the conclusions of the second part ever more distant. Well done – Brendan
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Thanks Brendan. I hope we haven’t closed it entirely.
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