read write word #1: Laughing in the Wind
Friday, October 17th @ 1:03 pm
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Laughing in the Wind
after Rosetti
Still no one has seen the wind.
In these sepia photos the night
sky is the color of espresso.
Spring rains can be warm and gentle.
No one has really seen those either.
Still, no one has seen the wind.
Science, however, turns with the answer:
smoke. A trick that works in tunnels
but autumn remains stubbornly
unconvinced. Fire is too terrible.
Unless it is the incandescent burn
of passionate eyes. There is
velocity when falling,
even when falling in love.
The wind itself remains silent.
The wind itself explores all surfaces.
Realize, however, that the wind
is, itself, something to be explored.
Like silence. Like love.
Dana challenged us with a collection of words. Since I am never one to ignore a dropped gauntlet (er.. except the 30-40 prompts I didn’t do), I used that list as the basis. It took a few iterations before I found something that started working for me, and that is what remains above.
I didn’t use it, but in the wordle image the phrase “science turning tricksy” stood out to me. But it’s tricky like a mischevous god not tricksy like a con man. At least not true science, but you know what they say about true scotsmen.
Actually, being a pretty damn strict materialist / rationalist, I have enormous respect for science and the paradigm it works under. I don’t think it’s tricksy at all. I think Art is tricksy as all get out. And that is o.k. too.
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A little gem of a piece… truly enjoyed it. “There is velocity when falling, even when falling in love” just knocked me out!
Thanks Rob.
Though, “little gem”… hm… feels kinda girly to me… meh, who cares =P
Oh, that ending is amazing! I love how you link the ideas of the wind and love together!
A fascinating look at the wind!
Thanks to the both of you!
Tom, I really like the new look of your site.
And your poem is integral, flowing, and tender. It’s hard to believe you wrote this from a wordie prompt. I like how the wind is the central image, combined with love, invisible, yet felt.
christine´s last blog post: everything is a sign
Thanks Christine!
The site will need some tweaking over time but I think I like this one more than the last.
I sometimes think the best poems I write start with someone else’s words, either by directly inspiring, or by inspiring connections I wouldn’t initially see.