I wasn't going to try and land any words on this page today but while waiting for the coffee thing to percolate on the stove at dawn today I found these evocative words sent from Rebecca Olive of Kurungabaa following my Arc Poetry post last week and thought that I should share them. BIG thanks Rebecca,
'Lines of flight'
Despite our feelings,
and our needs,
The way of things
never really flow
in one direction.
They arc
north and south,
bending and curving in on themselves.
Despite our feelings,
and our needs,
The way of things
never really flow
in one direction.
They arc
north and south,
bending and curving in on themselves.
(In)consistent,
twisting,
bent,
warped,
clean,
curved,
divine.
twisting,
bent,
warped,
clean,
curved,
divine.
Time and light
have
smooth curves
and
clean lines of flight.
have
smooth curves
and
clean lines of flight.
We mould these
curves and lines
into our lives:
aesthetic
moving.
They hold us still and shift us
through the world,
earthly and oceanic.
curves and lines
into our lives:
aesthetic
moving.
They hold us still and shift us
through the world,
earthly and oceanic.
The way of things
never really flow
in one direction.
by Rebecca Olive Winter 2011
My pleasure! I'm so stoked you like them and a massive thank you in return.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photographs, accompanied by lovely poetry, Stoked!
ReplyDeleteThank you Neil and Rebecca!
Warm Aloha, Cher and Steve