Thursday, March 22, 2018

Into Infinity




when night turns my bones to rust
and my wanderlust heart rolls away-
obliterate me into stardust

 that i may see the light of million mirrors 
without beginnings or endings
stretching into corridors of infinity


 Aftermath Of Obliteration Of Eternity
Y. Kusama, Infinity Mirrors Exhibit
Art Gallery of Toronto


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34 comments:

  1. brudbergMarch 22, 2018 at 2:43 PM

    This to reads like a jisei... a wish for something after, love the images of stars and light.

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  2. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 22, 2018 at 2:49 PM

    Very beautiful!

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  3. Sanaa RizviMarch 22, 2018 at 3:15 PM

    Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous!💖

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  4. BeachannyMarch 22, 2018 at 3:41 PM

    This made me understand what it's like to be one with, not just in, the entire universe. Very concise and elegant.

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  5. MiskyMarch 22, 2018 at 3:50 PM

    Oh, I'd love to see those corridors of infinity!

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  6. Kim M. RussellMarch 22, 2018 at 4:05 PM

    Just gorgeous Grace, poem and image! I love the (internal) rhyme of rust/wanderlust/stardust and the thought of a million mirrors 'stretching into corridors of infinity', which reminds me of my grandmother's dressing table mirrors which, if you angled them correctly, would create the illusion of never ending mirror images.

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  7. Marina SofiaMarch 22, 2018 at 4:06 PM

    Oooh, we all seem to have gone for night images - is this what is called a hive mind?

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  8. Frank J. TassoneMarch 22, 2018 at 4:28 PM

    So beautiful in its brevity, Grace!

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  9. Alison HMarch 22, 2018 at 4:36 PM

    Very beautiful. XX

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  10. Pat HattMarch 22, 2018 at 5:11 PM

    Everything stretches and reflects indeed

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  11. AmayaMarch 22, 2018 at 5:18 PM

    Sublime.

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  12. Jane DoughertyMarch 22, 2018 at 5:21 PM

    This reminds me of the poems the fridge magnet oracle produces. Mystic and beautiful.

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  13. Whippet Wisdom BlogMarch 22, 2018 at 5:38 PM

    I love the imagery you bring to infinity, a beautiful word-mirror to the Y. Kusama painting xxx

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  14. lynn__March 22, 2018 at 6:16 PM

    A fantastically cosmic journey!

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  15. hyperCRYPTICalMarch 22, 2018 at 7:00 PM

    Your words filled my chest with their beauty Grace - truly lovely.
    Anna :o]

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  16. tonispencerMarch 22, 2018 at 7:31 PM

    I love this poem Grace. It doesn't have the syllable count but it puts me in mind of a Jisei. "Obliterate me into stardust....oh how I love this line.

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  17. Audrey Howitt aka DivaloungerMarch 22, 2018 at 7:38 PM

    Beautiful--I love this--the spare form fits the desire so wonderfully

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  18. Nan MykelMarch 22, 2018 at 7:56 PM

    "Obliterate me into star dust"...Love that line.

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  19. WaltermarksMarch 22, 2018 at 8:17 PM

    That's a beautiful prayer. Wander through the stars.

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  20. Arcadia MariaMarch 22, 2018 at 8:50 PM

    Very nice.

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  21. Frank HubenyMarch 22, 2018 at 9:18 PM

    I liked this description phrase: "wanderlust heart rolls away"

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  22. Vivian ZemsMarch 23, 2018 at 4:09 AM

    ....that i may see the light of million mirrors..... You took me somewhere else with this.

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  23. the walking manMarch 23, 2018 at 7:00 AM

    Into infinity (and beyond) indeed!

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  24. RaivenneMarch 23, 2018 at 10:27 AM

    "without beginnings or endings
    stretching into corridors of infinity"

    Oooh! I love that!

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  25. Mary HoodMarch 23, 2018 at 2:50 PM

    Obliterate me into stardust...then maybe a sense of belonging. Beautiful!

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  26. kaykualaMarch 23, 2018 at 8:43 PM

    and my wanderlust heart rolls away-
    obliterate me into stardust

    Inclined to be together is being true to one's stand of giving support!

    Hank

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  27. Lux G.March 24, 2018 at 12:57 AM

    Oh. Short but sweet.

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  28. AsobimeMarch 24, 2018 at 4:07 AM

    you got me with the first line. elegant poem, Grace.

    Jane (Lady Nyo)

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  29. AnonymousMarch 24, 2018 at 9:06 AM

    Grace, your poem is beautiful, and I love the picture that goes with!

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  30. Wendy BourkeMarch 24, 2018 at 6:50 PM

    This is exquisitely beautiful - transcendent, really.

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  31. AnonymousMarch 25, 2018 at 4:31 PM

    oooh Grace. Where you able to see this exhibit at the Broad? I was...and loved it!! simple really what we can do with some light and mirrors. and poetry is a reflection just like that.~a

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  32. ayalaMarch 25, 2018 at 4:47 PM

    Beautiful poem, Grace.

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  33. Colin LeeMarch 25, 2018 at 8:55 PM

    Pondering what it's like to tread down a corridor of infinity -- idyllic or irksome? Either way, this reads wonderfully.

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  34. Bekkie SanchezMarch 26, 2018 at 1:43 PM

    That would be so beautiful,Grace!

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