Do you want
to know who what when
where how why?
Or would you
gather shape space color wings
stargazed and flying?
The art is another Rorschach–what do you see?
Play. With words. Images. From images. (and words). Juxtaposition. Borrowing. The sound of silence. The dancing of music and time. Nonsense. (and sensibility). Geometry. Story, myth, oracle, dream. Serendipity. What is the question? (no answers, please). Thank you.
Sometimes in winter–
summer might as well be spring–
autumn in New York.
dVerse wants to know the “why” of our poetic style. In a haibun.
Yes, the birdlings are back.
leaves rattle like bones
through bottomless clarity–
azure autumn sky
This exquisite leaf was found on Broadway last week.
I found this junk mail art bird when I was looking for something else…I’m not sure if “understated” is the species name or just a passing commentary. At any rate, I felt it deserved a limerick.
Striped feathers of patterned delight–
this fowl presents quite a sight.
Festooned with mixed colors,
it hoots and it hollers
from morning to noon and then night.
Jill, this one’s for you!