Will you gift me with shadow
wings that uncontain my soul?
Will you scatter me like stars,
wonder me, constellate me?
Will you expand me soaring,
wind me in spiraled orbits,
weave me whole, astral, bewinged?
A pleiades poem for Laura at dVerse. This is a distilled revision of a poem I wrote in 2016 and the artwork I did to accompany it.
Cicadas are one of many species that make multiple visible transformations during their lifespans. The longest living insects, they are symbols of both rebirth and immortality.
of earthy tree sap–
spells of magical
The word for the Kick About #8 challenge is cicada. What beautiful wings they have.
I first painted the cicada, then glued wax paper down for the wings and embroidered on top.
slow motion of
astral sunsets emerge
inside the dense dazzled air–
waiting to join the fading light
that veils the edge between earth and sky
A nonet for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above, and Colleen’s #tanka Tuesday, with synonyms for blessed and hex, provided by Anita Dawes.
I did two rorschach paintings which turned out slightly different.
But somehow I always end up with wings.
Each script pulses as air on thousand wings–
again seen and written in sky cloud wings
Waves of dark starlings shape great turns,
exhale in wonder as distance disappears on wings
We say “scientists”, but we too fly in awe and delight–
can we track and keep our shape without wings?
But others catch the shifts in murmuration as dark–
we watch as neighbors turn so each can safeguard against wings
Flock of bird script maintains starling shape,
appears as never before in waves, then turns on wings
Sometimes the sky keeps one thin light track–
it is written on pulses–seven shifts seen again again again again again again again—wings
Cave Canem posted a prompt in their Week Four Literary Balms that I’ve been thinking about for awhile:
Take your favorite poem and use it as a word bank to create a new work. It can be a response to the poem, it can be a remix of the poem, it can be made into a prose poem or have couplets, as long as ALL the words are used.
–Contributed by Cave Canem fellow Teri Ellen Cross Davis.
This morning I read a poem by Sarah Kotchian in Persimmon Tree that resonated, and I made a list of all the words it contained and then started to write. The ghazal form seemed to work best–I used some of the words more than once, but all and only the words in a poem. Just making the list was a revelation, to see the kinds of words she didn’t use, as well as the ones she did. I highly recommend this as an exercise with a poem or poet you like.
Some new and old art, with a poem off prompt for NaPoWriMo Day 24.