he makes everything .... groovy
|Rain Dragon ~ Marti Somers|
“B is for before, the acknowledged antecedent of now, the innocent shape of earlier, the vague and beautiful cousin of “when”, the tragic mother of “will become”, the suicide of “too late”.”
“Q is for the questionable in matters relating to poetry, lines, or images for which no precedent comes immediately to mind and whose virtues seem equally elusive. In time, our wayward lines and images may become our greatest successes, the true signs of our authorship. But when we are young we are slow to trust ourselves, preferring to sound like more established writers. For that is how we make sure that what we have written is indeed poetry. Eventually, we learn to mistrust what is patently derived, and we cultivate what we first perceived as weakness. It is the oddity of our poems, their idiosyncrasy, their lapses into a necessary awkwardness, their ultimate frailty, that charms and satisfies.”
|Chop Suey by Edward Hopper 1929|
|Red Sky Over Beach by Turner|
The airy sky has taken its place leaning against the wall.
It is like a prayer to what is empty.
And what is empty turns its face to us
"I am not empty, I am open."