Into the Unfolding of the Day
Kaleidoscopic Shift of One Degree
in a phone conversation
early on a sunny
green-leafed spring morning
i make reference
to my little black stone of a heart.
more than once.
i stand stock still
hearing myself
voice the hard
unyielding words.
what dark
unforgiving story
am i telling myself?
i pray
a question
:
might there be
another way
to see this?
i make breakfast,
eat my protein porridge,
place my dishes in the sink,
move into the unfolding
of the day,
trust my
(little black stone of a)
heart
to open.
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5 x 8″; acrylic on mixed media paper
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Notes about poem and art: “Kaleidoscopic” moved from start to finish as a lovely partnership of intuitive muse and wordsmithing mind, offering up a luscious blend of free-flow and tinkering. Today’s art is a start, the approach to which was informed in part by video lessons I’ve watched over the past two days from a downloadable course from Llewellyn Skye. I watered down small dabs of oxide black, burnt sienna, and yellow ochre to set up a wash as the first layer of an abstract painting. I like having this piece on pause until tomorrow; it has a happy energy as it sits propped beside me while I type.
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