bending air, a bridge–
rampant hues filling the gap
between heaven and earth
For Frank Tassone’s #haikai challenge #145, wild iris. I had promised Jade I would look for some of my old iris drawings, but I also found this rainbow spirit that somehow resembles an iris–Iris is the Greek rainbow goddess, messenger and link between mortal and deity.
The drawings are from one of my many abandoned projects, taking a journal from 1989, and doing something similar (at that time in 2015) and comparing them. 1989 is on the left, 2015 is on the right. If I could buy a bouquet, I would try it again right now, as both were done from live flowers. Maybe next year.
theft—listen and learn
awareness opening out
side the cage of you
For the NaPoWriMo prompt Day 25, we were to read and listen to James Schuyler’s “Hymn to Life” and then do a number of suggested exercises after free writing for 20 minutes. After 20 minutes of combined reading and free writing I was unable to go on. “Hymn to Life” is everything I don’t like in poetry–overwrought, self-indulgent and self-centered, a string of random loosely related observations that pretend to be profound–taking way too long and using way too many words to (maybe–I didn’t finish) say something meaningful. What point was he making? You can tell me life is a circle in a lot fewer and more illuminating words. Had I been his editor, I would have suggested reading Basho.
Or perhaps he should have listened to John Cage…