Hands pause—you whistle between. White bridge slips through your fingers.
Who can number the space of days? To cross them, you must open.
The gate shapes all beginnings, all answers, to equal zero.
Lisa, at Tao Talk, supplied Colleen’s #TankaTuesday image, above. I wanted to try a sijo, which is the Wombwell Rainbow’s form this week. I think I’ve done one before, but it was a long time ago. I like the way it encourages the writer to think about different aspects of the same thought.
I’ve used some embroidered circles I did for a Kick-About prompt as illustration–the Eames Powers of Ten film, a barrage of images, made me think of zero, Lisa’s photo reminded me also of crossing the circles of space and time.
This week’s Oracle 2 words from Jane gave me a starting point–whistle. Which made me think of whistling in the wind. The human condition. Nevertheless, we continue.
You can read the story of the photo at Tao Talk here.
K. 
Kerfe, I appreciate the thoughtfulness and creativity you pour into your posts. Thanks for linking up so others can learn about the story of the image.
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Thanks Jade, and thanks for the image. It can lead in many different directions.
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You’re welcome. The Felt grounds are one big photo op.
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I love places like that.
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Kerfe, your whole town is like that!
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Possibly true. But then maybe the whole world is, if we look through the right eyes.
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❤
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Intriguing!
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That’s a good description of time. Thanks Muri.
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I really like this–poem and images.
“Who can number the space of days?” A haunting question.
Did you see the Netflix movie, A Trip to Infinity?
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Thanks Merril. I don’t watch anything except short YouTube videos.. But I like the title.
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It’s a documentary. I think more of ideas than math.
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I’m definitely more ideas than math.
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I am not math at all, but I still enjoyed it.
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Circles and time. And the twist at the end. If course, it all leads to zero. The beginning, the end and a sort of perfection.
I had never tried a sijo, but since it was Paul’s choice, I had a go.
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Circles and time. Always.
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I was intrigued by the design on some ancient American pottery I saw in an article about native American settlements. It was exactly the same as the Neolithic whorl design you find in Europe. Every early civilisation must have used that image.
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I think that’s true. Some things are universal.
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Hi Kerfe, I must say that this is an intriguing style of poem and it goes beautifully with the circular patterned pictures.
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Thanks Robbie. It is definitely a form that needs thought. Lisa’s photo is very evocative.
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I like the simplicity of the circles. Of course I think of the movement of time… Your sijo is stunning. (I’ll work on mine tomorrow). I love this: “The gate shapes all beginnings, all answers, to equal zero…” it makes my accounting brain happy.
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Thanks Colleen. I’m glad to make your brain happy! This is a really interesting form. It makes you think.
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I’m looking forward to it. 🧡
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So many dimensions held here. Your embroidered circles seem like the perfect embodiment of time and manifestation from zero. I think of that often when I’m looking at textile art; most media involves creating something from nothing but stitches seem to hold time more tangibly. I pick up a shawl I knitted and see an entire season. I look at these circles and see every minute.
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Stitches do hold time. Perfectly said.
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