February 2021
are the days
moving on, circling
back, slipping
through? or are
they giving up, slowing down,
following the un
seen astride
the invisible
vibrations
of tidings reaching for shore
lines that aren’t there–echos of
places remembered,
emerging
from folds of pages–
not maps, but
renderings
sparkling against the stardust
of reflected nights–
between here
there and then not now
conclusions
masquerade
as omens—uncaught, eddied
by prevailing winds
For my February grid, another mandala. We are still mired in confusing times. Too many trees, not enough forest.
Sometimes a change of perspective can clarify, or at least calm the stormy seas.
Kerfe, what medium did you use to create this?
-David
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Collage–paper on paper, from books and also some handmade paper I have. The full moon in the center is from my own photo.
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Kerfe, thanks – is that usually the medium that you use when you create mandalas?
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I use collage a lot, but sometimes I paint them. But if it looks this precise, it’s probably collage. Sometimes I stitch on top. I think you could tell if it was painted.
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cool – thank you for sharing 🙂
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Collage is a very forgiving medium. You should try it. You can really use anything, all you need is some glue and something to paste things on.
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I love the circles and lines–moons and grids. It is a good metaphor, and there are lots of questions.
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Thanks Merril. Always more questions. And my grids are becoming round…
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You’re welcome–I wrote about grids becoming round in my last ekphrastic! 😀
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I’ll have to look for it…I’m way behind in most of my life right now.
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I’m so behind, too.
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This is a great poem, Kerfe, I also have these same questions. I think the last word in the first stanza should be sun.
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I read that as attaching to “seen” in the next stanza, un-seen.
This is a great poem and I, as always, love the art (visual) that goes with it. Are there notecards of your work available?
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You are correct, the un connects to the next stanza. Thanks for your kind words as always. I’ve never made notecards, but it’s an idea. I would give them away, not sell them though. It was a pain collecting sales taxes when I tried to sell my work, and I would not do it again. Maybe next year–too many uncertainties still in my life right now.
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Thanks Robbie. D. was right, the un is supposed to connect to the seen in the next stanza. But sun would work as well. I think many of our questions are universal.
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This collage is so soothing to look at: just what my mind needs right now!
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I’m glad!
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Those “un / seen” can take many forms. Time, tide, waves that pass-over/embrace us before moving on, their value in what they leave behind.
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That’s true–and often it takes us awhile to see what’s there.
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Wow that is fantastic K. I may have to steal some elements lol. N.
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Help yourself. K.
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I appreciate your perspective on the current turmoil, both your poem and art capture it well
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Thanks Kate.
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This is all so beautiful and mystical
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Thanks Jude.
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Such a pleasure
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