Friday, July 11, 2014

condensation











jet trails of presence
rimmed & rhymed
each smooth movement amplified
by the hollowness of the missing
vibration vaporous & felt
captured in the fragility & textured blueprint
of cowslip spode
there, there
feel it?
how we trace the gap :
the felted folds
of
remembrance

rain comes,
grounding & fragrant
adding wash & weight
and
a knelling of the holes
so defined in the wrinkles of things
and
the smell of oranges ….
and
roses

3 comments:

  1. Oranges and roses release their fragrance in the rain, as I was transported by your imagery.

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