The days seem shorter than usual this winter, and greyer. The Oracle knows.
always this leavetaking–
as if the wind was a light,
an ancient breathsong to follow
into rivers rooted
beneath deep forest moonshine–
a secret buried between
winter’s dark quiet
and the cloud-covered sun
winter leaves, overlapping
with cold wind, rain,
clouds that permeate
each every day
footsteps too heavy
to follow another
enclosed in lethargy,
the hours devoid
of song, stagnant
from here to anywhere,
held in pause–
each day a tunnel
searching for openings–
starsunmoon
glowing
A quadrille for Lillian at dVerse, using the word glow.
I always like to photograph my art in natural light, but it’s so dark here today, I also did some with the overhead light on. It gives everything a yellow tone, and doesn’t show the subtle shifts in the color any better. Maybe they’re too subtle.
shivering into
the marrow of the moon as
it rises singing
For Frank Tassone’s #haikai challenge #116, cold moon.
I borrowed the painting by Marianne von Werfkin that Jane used to illustrate her moon gogyohka as inspiration for my collage.
I consulted the Oracle about Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above. I’m not ready for snow, but a snow garden is a nice thought.
light frosts earth’s shining
treepaths, following dawnsong
through fresh snow gardens
winter listens deep, breathing
sun secrets to spiritwinds
K. 