Pleased to have my art paired with the poetry of Devon Balwit in this issue of “the light ekphrastic”. Devon found a whole new world in my collage.
We are pleased to share the work of the following artists and writers in the 30th issue of The Light Ekphrastic:
Devon Balwit – Blessing; magic (poetry)
Edward Doyle-Gillespie – Wrecker’s Cove; Socorro Prophesy (poetry)
Robbi Nester – The Lives of a River; War Rug (poetry)
Cara Ober – Meshuggeneh, This Train Don’t Stop (artwork)
Kerfe Roig – Blessing; magic (artwork)
Magan Ruthke – Wisdom in the Missouri; Hand-Woven in Afghanistan (artwork)
Crystal Snoddon – Lay Full and Sleeping; Garage Diagnosis (poetry)
Simon J. Ward – The Memory; An Atmospheric Railway (poetry)
Mychael Zulauf – Frail Forms; he returns with fire (music)
LuAnn Zubak – Lost; Untitled (artwork)
Nina and I consulted with the Magnetic Poetry Oracle way back in February for this one. I’ve been working on this illustration for a long time, but my stitching is always slow.
Cover cold wind
follow bright stones
breathe wild blooms
of secret sanctuary
the beautiful song
Nina has a completely different interpretation for our collaborative verse which she will be posting today as well.
Our weekly collaboration which almost reads like a letter we would write to each other. Just waiting for spring, for birdsong, for hope.
Clear crystal dew drops
cascade from weeping willows
filling the Koi pond
iridescent circles grow
a frog drinks the falling tears
earthbound sorrow, birds call souls
to return to air
Poets in order of stanza appearance: M. Zane McClellan, Merril D. Smith, Kerfe Roig
Poets for Peace is sponsoring a community renga to promote using words “to light the way” towards a better world. The last stanza of the poem, above, is my contribution this week, adding to the two previous weeks’ stanzas. You have until midnight each Friday to add your own thoughts to the chain, here.
rolling all over the place
always in pairs
“There is no rush”
really just the beginning
Claudia McGill is calling: time for another response. This time I painted the junk mail, and then collaged.
You can see other calls and responses here.
Ask these tongues
how can my dreams
shine by day
yet ache like storms
together their music rains
symphony and sky
This was another collaboration with Nina and the Oracle that fit together really easily. We decided to surprise each other today with our artwork and post separately. I punched holes to embroider on the paper, and then decided just to leave the holes. The weird light is because I photographed the collage taped to the window so the sun would shine through the holes.
Nina and I came up with this collaborative verse from the magnetic poetry oracle almost instantly, and then our artwork, done separately, also fit together perfectly. Magic! (with a little help from Photoshop)
like a streaming cloud
this linear light
plays with planets
accessing alien forces
world of galactic fire
opened completely by space
I spent one sleepless night last month doing one magnetic poem after another. I haven’t looked at them since, but I’m sure there’s plenty of raw material to play with once I get around to it.
This poem started as a collaboration between Nina and me, but she gave up, saying she couldn’t see where it was going. I tweaked it over a few days, so I don’t know who contributed what–a collaboration, still, even if I had the final say.
And another Rorschach painting underneath.
open taste is
strange odors mingle with
fresh laundering ears tender with
It’s been awhile since I’ve answered the call of the wonderful Claudia McGill with my own junk mail response.
Is anybody listening?
The poem uses the secret keeper’s words this week:
OPEN | STRANGE | TASTE | FRESH | TENDER
In the words of John Lennon…