Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The Sky as Abstract Painting

a tear of violet
where all that is inside us leaks away -
a vapor rising
light in stripes
from underneath the weaves of swollen gray
well hidden in its nest
with all its echoes of eclipse
released as final statement:
balance before transformation
then balance once more
if only we could let it just occur
what happens anyway
instead of tracing out the frequencies
in boundaries
attaching
to separation
as the slow unveil of blurring
turns the one

1 comment:

G.K. Asante said...

Wonderfully vivid. I like how there are so many internal sounds echoed throughout (violet, vapor/echoes of eclipse/balance before...balance once more). It's just enough to make the individual elements blur like pigments on a canvas.