Robert, I’ve been catching up on your blog entries, the ones you posted while I was away. They are glorious. I’ve missed your art, and your graceful unassuming way. Your words, like Erin’s, are the kind missed by those of us long put off by self-absorbed writers and poets afraid to lower their guard. Thank you.
I hope you’re well. I too am prey to the passing seasons — scents, sounds, colors, urge the flesh, ignite the spirit.
Smacks of blood still from a life's source, not dead. There is oxygen in this blood still. And the dimensions punching through, which way? Forward or backward? This image does press upon the mind. I am attracted to it. Can't help myself.
Headed into the belly of the beast. Looks like an ominous passageway in which to go forward. Real or imagined.
ReplyDeleteRobert, I’ve been catching up on your blog entries, the ones you posted while I was away. They are glorious. I’ve missed your art, and your graceful unassuming way. Your words, like Erin’s, are the kind missed by those of us long put off by self-absorbed writers and poets afraid to lower their guard. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI hope you’re well. I too am prey to the passing seasons — scents, sounds, colors, urge the flesh, ignite the spirit.
Best wishes,
William
Smacks of blood still from a life's source, not dead. There is oxygen in this blood still. And the dimensions punching through, which way? Forward or backward? This image does press upon the mind. I am attracted to it. Can't help myself.
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erin
Stickup - 'the belly of the beast' i like this observation as i saw it as looking into dieing animal.
ReplyDeleteWilliam - Thank you for arriving during these busy and computerless times. A short to you will follow.
erin - there is an element of push and pull. still breathing.
thank you.