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Call and Response: July Landscape

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When Nina posted her July landscape, below, she talked about possibly meeting with the Magnetic Poetry Oracle.  I loved her painting so much I did a collage response, and met with the Oracle myself for some poetic commentary, using Colleen’s poetry prompts for this week as well.

wild sanctuary
growing quiet beneath cloud
breezes blossoming

ancient path walks with windsong
wandering through rooted air

We have done a number of these collaborations in the past, but not recently.  I love especially Nina’s landscapes, which always give me a lot of fertile ground for collage.

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It’s Saturday!  The Oracle is ready and waiting.

 

Window

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Table in the sun
still holding its vacancy—
the cat is not there.

Rose of Sharon flowering
through light of summer’s return.

Lillian at dVerse proposed we take a photo through one of our windows and respond in poetry.  The words I’ve read have been really evocative, and of course, there’s the chance to look into another’s intimate space.

This was taken from my kitchen.  For most of the time I’ve lived here, I would look out and see my neighbor’s cats, who spent many of their days lounging in what passes for my back yard, often on this table. We got to know each other well, and I still look for them, even though all of them are gone now.

Her current cats prefer to stay indoors.

Messenger

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swift shadow
against trees and sky
black on blue
a prism
reflecting feathers and air
shapeshifting through light

corvid in flight - Sue Vincent

A shadorma and collage for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above, this week.  I can never resist a crow.

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water, light, air

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these waves like children–
splashing colors and laughing
back and forth between

wind breathes through water, dancing
with incandescent reply

I didn’t do much drawing at the beach this year, but I did take my art supplies down to the water one day, battling both the errant waves and the wind.  I also took many photos, but my adventures with camera settings means they need a lot of work.

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Tanka using Colleen’s prompt (in loose association); drawings in ink and watercolor pencils.

 

Draw a Bird Day: Pinto’s Spinetail

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listen magnetic

Pinto’s Spinetail is an endangered bird that hives in subtropical forest and shrubland in NE Brazil.  Just 2% of native forest remains in this area, and less than 1000 of these birds are currently surviving.  They mate for life, and my favorite fact about them is that “pairs sing in duets to defend their nesting territories”, according to abcbirds.org.

see the forest
as quiet as
no air

listen

song has wandered
away

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This painting is an experiment for me–I’ve been inspired by how Claudia McGill takes the world and simplifies it into color and shape, and this is my first attempt to imitate her approach.  Although she likes to use her paints straight out of the tube, I have to admit I mixed the bird feather color, not having a tube of gouache even close to the right tone.  It felt like painting in layers, and I do like layering.  Although I have a long way to go to reach Claudia’s grasp of the essential shapes of things…

And the Oracle was insightful, as always.

On my way to the beach (although the forecast is for a rainy week).  Nina has promised to keep you entertained while I’m away.

 

Surprise

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Shapes appear
reflected, freshly
pressed—falling
into place
like the Fool’s card—zero played
openly, surprised.

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I’ve been neglecting the Secret Keeper’s prompts the past few weeks for lack of time, not interest.    They are always like a puzzle for me, coming together in unexpected ways when I start to write.  The appearance of the Fool, after a few drafts of ideas, was definitely a surprise.  But serendipity is always part of the work I do.  The end is never where I thought I was going.

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I took the photos of Japanese ceramics with the beautiful window light reflected on the glass display cases at the Metropolitan Museum last spring.  I was reminded of them by Marcy Erb’s post a few weeks back of a photo with reflected light on a Buddha, and I think they fit with this poem.

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And I’ve resurrected a few Fools from past posts.  The Fool (Zero in the Tarot) represents for me a capacity to be surprised and delighted, to leave an empty space to be filled by life.  Wonder is everywhere; we just need make some room for it occasionally.

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spirits wander 1 & 2

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between dusk
and deep night, spirits
wander through
air, climbing
clouds to follow soulbird paths
of ancient moonlight

That is what The Oracle had to say about the painting/collage I did in response to Sue Vincent’s prompt photo, below.

I had written another shadorma first, inspired by geo.kalpataru’s cloud riders:

soaring, we
dance with light between
heaven and
earth—spirits
riding clouds—sparkling forms dark
against rainbow skies

but I think as a pair the Oracle’s words work best as #1.

spirits wander collage

Grateful

our lady blue 2bs

Our Lady is a fertile one
beneath the sun
she blooms complete
from head to feet.

She looks around her with delight
at every sight
at up and down
at verb and noun.

Her dreams have planted magic seeds
to meet all needs
in open hands
good luck will land.

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For the dVerse prompt of blessings, a minute poem and junk mail collage for Mother Earth.

Shadows #5 and #22

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5
Angels are
not shadows.  Angels
are vessels,
complex fire
of holy return–lucent
keepers of to be.

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22
Dream shadows
into matter.  Breathe
awe into
emptiness,
growing large.  Embrace each cell,
illuminated.

Man caught in the light at the end of the tunnel

My response to Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  I have been working on a series of shadow-themed shadorma poems (a form I really like and use a lot), and many of them would have served Sue’s photo well.  They are still all in process, but these two may be closer to complete than most.

And in another bit of WordPress crosscurrenting, read Jennifer Knoblock’s wonderful poem “contemplation 9: you stumble”, posted yesterday.

I photographed my stitched paper/collage taped on the window, so the light would shine through the holes I made in the spiral.  Below, how it looks without the sun behind it.

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“Both light and shadow are the dance of love.”
–Rumi

Streaming

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clouded brain
which system opens your head
upload stars and create streams
of spacelight

I’m a bit late consulting the Oracle this week.  I found this collage I did awhile ago, which for some reason reminds me of the televisions we had when I was a child, and the Oracle was insightful as to my brain at that point in life (or maybe even now…)

Can you tell my printer has been ill?  It works for this poem, though, I think.

I know you’ve been missing Nina, she’s on a much needed vacation and will be back soon!