your sky is lavender
and curlicue of colors
rose auburn, dark pink, teal
threading through tapestry
of rye knots and countless loops
you think of raspberry
thoughts
on a long solitary flight
you smell sour apples in
unfinished songs
taste stings of wasp and exotic spices
in warblings of guitar hymms
as you dab your vision on canvas
your skin is luminous
growing light between layers
of unsaturated darkness,
shades
you never settle
in
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Ah, this sounds like it could be about me (and you, too).
ReplyDeleteI love it.
Add one more "m," and you'll have a yummy "mmm" in your version of "hymns/hims."
A lovely poem and a most interesting painting
ReplyDeleteAh, I like this view through the prism, with all the hues and moods reflected and refracted in such a beautiful manner. From raspberry thoughts to warbling of guitar hymns, it is so well done.
ReplyDeleteI loved this bit as well: "your skin is luminous/growing light between layers/of unsaturated darkness".
-HA
Wowwww! This is absolutely breathtaking, Grace 💞 especially love; "you think of raspberry thoughts on a long solitary flight.." so eloquent!💞
ReplyDeleteBeautiful in colours, shape and words, Grace! The painting is gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteI love the phrase 'curlicue of colors', the tapestry imagery, and the raspberry thoughts.
Cool, romantic piece--and the form is different for you; I really like it. I love the line /you smell sour apples in/unfinished songs/.
ReplyDeleteIn love both the poem and the painting!
ReplyDeleteSure one filled canvas indeed would take seed.
ReplyDeleteHow beautifully you paint with words.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the flow of this. Lovely. Especially the ending.
ReplyDeleteThere's a real density to the sensual details here. Reading through it a few times, I see part of this is achieved by keep the sentences short and declarative so the weight is on the objects and complements. Good technique!
ReplyDeleteA prism does that certainly - shades of colors and rays now beautifully extended to other situations. Great word craft Grace!
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I just came from teal's blog and her poem, and it is so redolent of this one -- though yours seems to ride the needle of making where hers observes where it goes. Anyway the sensory moments and fragrant and delicious here. Who needs more?
ReplyDeleteColor and light fills every space in some way
ReplyDeleteLovely poem
you think of raspberry
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on a long solitary flight
as you dab your vision on canvas
your skin is luminous
growing light between layers
of unsaturated darkness,
shades
you never settle
in
so atmospheric for the ambiance, the elegance, yet somewhat jarring resonance too - yet still, herein there is a very fascinating sense of beauty, appreciation ~
this is a bit like trying to de-code a prism, to be enraptured, and yet for all the science in the understanding, sometimes, the truth for the beauty lies in the mystery - and just slipping into its magic -
interesting poem and definitely a very beautiful image - and yes, how fascinating to try to translate from image to words - to consider the senses, and how perceptions can be so different; synesthesia is an intriguing avenue
A beautiful poem, Grace. I am an artist and the colors take you in.
ReplyDeleteI like these lines: "as you dab your vision on canvas
ReplyDeleteyour skin is luminous"
All the senses going here -. "rye knots...and raspberry thoughts" is delish.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sensual poem.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous ekphrastic poem for “Live in Layers” and perhaps for the life in “Live in Layers” so colorful and gently dynamic. 💜
ReplyDeleteA lovely array of images! Beautiful!
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