into borrowed wings eclipsed
by casting out light
I’m behind a few weeks on posting my contributions to the Kick-About, but this is the most recent, a collage inspired by Sheila Legge’s Phantom of Surrealism, above. Masked in roses, she was photographed in a white dress and gloves, surrounded by pigeons in Trafalgar Square, a performance inspired by a painting by Dali.
I was drawn to the statuesque quality of the photo, particularly given the location, and I can never resist using birds in a collage.
And of course we all don our own masks–some are just more obvious than others.
Linda at dVerse is looking for surrealistic poetry. The collage box Oracle is always ready to offer a surreal commentary on life. But this prompt also made me think of poetry generators–there are so many online now. I decided to take my poem and plug its words into a few of them.
the world of the future
returns to galaxy girl
a rosy red lips returns
by the galaxy
I pretend to return
I feel unidentified
I touch the future
I worry the world
I cry galaxies
I am a girl
and from one I’ve used a lot in the past: https://thinkzone.wlonk.com/PoemGen/PoemGen.htm
The world walks like a cold galaxy.
Where is the light window?
The dark sidewalk invisibly identifys the girl.
The big window silently desires the galaxy.
There are lots more to try–just type in “poetry generator” and be prepared to eat up a lot of time…
My altered postcard is of the Smithfield St Bridge in Pittsburgh, from a poster by Lantern Press.