Alphabet Painting Jasper Johns
How to write of this small moment of silence? In this quiet hour of early morning, I choose to think of the paintings by Jasper Johns. There is one, I especially love, my life is enriched by it. It is the alphabet, executed in many tones of gray. It is silence, itself. It does not suggest a journey, but a beginning, and in this painting anything is possible. It is said in the beginning there was the “word” but in the beginning there had to be something to create the words from… Jasper Johns has captured this beginning, before words, the beauty of the forms, and the sounds suggested in silence.
Stone: Before the word, there was form.
Fly Catcher
We Write Poems: Prompt #62 Write a poem in another’s voice
http://wewritepoems.wordpress.com/2011/07/13/prompt-62-its-post-your-poems-day
Fly Catcher
It is the third year
We have returned
Found the little platform
Built by the man
Built our nest
The first day I got back
I was outside the woman’s studio
At the top of my voice
I chirpped, “I’m back!
I’m home!”
This year has been
A regular soap opera
I lost my wife
Then found another
She left
Mated with another fellow
Then found a wife
That would stay
We had five eggs
Raised four chicks
Intensive study
Prepared them for life
We’ll return again next year
As they say in Texas
“God willing
And the creek don’t rise!”
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