– After Hua Xi, Everything lies in all directions I dab dioxazine purple, one of the bluest shades of violet, on the blank canvas. If I left it undiluted, unchanged by human hand, it would pass for deep black, its own self, or a metaphor of color, potential, vibrance. I am one who adulterates, alters […]
Archive for the ‘Emotions/Inner World’ Category
Mixed on the canvas
Posted in Painting, Transformation on February 23, 2023 | 1 Comment »
What belongs to yesterday
Posted in Love, Sunset on February 12, 2023 | 2 Comments »
His radiance once burned razor sharp, directed blue and laser thin as through an ophthalmoscope to my exposed eye, leaving me blurry and oversensitive, a light hangover during which normal sensation overwhelmed my receptors, I could not protect myself or close my pupils.
Love in the time of Calamine
Posted in Love on February 7, 2023 | 2 Comments »
The vows we made failed to account for failure, disingenuous as dryer sheets hung for stinging wasps.
Again I write a poem about sunrise, birdsong and anthropomorphized trees
Posted in Birds, Hummingbirds, Longing, Love on January 14, 2023 | 2 Comments »
I am on the balcony before it begins. Achromatic darkness, the sky tangible, reaching back to my outstretched fingers, pressing on my face. A steady hum of cars, the clack and clangs of the train yard trill, chirrup, cheep and chur.
Innocent, this need for breath
Posted in Aging, Dreams, Rock formation, Transformation, Women on October 3, 2022 | Leave a Comment »
Rousted from buxom dreams, hunched like a tramp, she crept along the thin knife’s edge, then curled, petal-soft, averting pursuit.