Sunday, July 19, 2020
Sight
I had forgotten we were playing--
A universe rolling us on infinite rules
Watching the swerve and tumble
Blue and black, air and nothing
I feel the velvet and the stab
Edge of the game, board below us
Shock of the piece falling toward
All the breaths in a forest's lung
Singing that gameboard.
I'm flying, that's on my breath
My gasp, my cry, my infinite carol
Knocked against the edgeless glass
Bulging like that first lens
I opened on the first day
Free of floating somewhere
Deeper. Mote in the warp,
Dust in the weft.
Excellent image...mesmerizing. :) Hope you're having a good week!
-- Chrissa
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Not just a game but it rolls beautifully like a song. Great lines Chrissa!
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This poem has a bit of the surreal. I found myself forming all kinds of mental pictures as I read. I did like the idea of floating and flying!
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ReplyDeleteAll the breaths in a forest's lung”
“My gasp, my cry, my infinite carol”
Wow. This is incredible.
"I feel the velvet and the stab" so many brilliant lines in this Chrissa! Your poem is as captivating and mesmerizing as the image itself!
ReplyDeleteI noted the same line Carrie did. Love especially "all the breath in a forest's lung." Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteTEGWAR--The Exciting Game Without Any Rules. Sometimes at all seems like one big game of TEGWAR, doesn't it? Glad you liked the image!
ReplyDeleteOpening line is an instant hit to the brain, and the poem explores the theme in a pretend-playful way that never loses its own brand of darkness. So many stand out lines, I could quote a dozen, but I especially like the final two stanzas.
ReplyDelete"I'm flying, that's on my breath
ReplyDeleteMy gasp, my cry, my infinite carol
Knocked against the edgeless glass
Bulging like that first lens"
Goodness that is such an artistic visual. It feels like a breahtless hide and seek, a stalking game we can't escape.
nicely done! reminded me of the game jumanji for some reason/
ReplyDeleteThere are so many lines here that are as mesmerizing, if not more so, as the photo that inspired them. Lovely writing.
ReplyDeleteGreat opening line. And these! "Singing that gameboard." and "Dust in the weft."
ReplyDeleteFeeling of a surrealist painting. Love it!
ReplyDeleteSo impressed with the way you (beautifully) paired the art with words. Really fine writing.
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