In the sleepy stillness of summer noon, There is no quietness of perfect peace For the man who professed his love too soon And now the enraged voices never cease
And thus his heart sinks back into the night While searching again for that tranquil place, For the beauty beyond a pretty face In the silver lit glades that give him space
There he’ll heal his heart of love born from lust And there he will stay through sunshine and rain In time he’ll learn to be a man again Until once more his instincts he can trust
And he’ll return with pride to rise above The pain; but never again to seek love
Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily like a dog looking for a place to sleep in, listen to it growling.
Think how they must look now, the mangrove keys lying out there unresponsive to the lightning in dark, coarse-fibred families,
where occasionally a heron may undo his head, shake up his feathers, make an uncertain comment when the surrounding water shines.
Think of the boulevard and the little palm trees all stuck in rows, suddenly revealed as fistfuls of limp fish-skeletons.
It is raining there. The boulevard and its broken sidewalks with weeds in every crack, are relieved to be wet, the sea to be freshened.
Now the storm goes away again in a series of small, badly lit battle-scenes, each in “Another part of the field.”
Think of someone sleeping in the bottom of a row-boat tied to a mangrove root or the pile of a bridge; think of him as uninjured, barely disturbed
Elizabeth Bishop
Elizabeth Bishop Born: 8 February 1911, Massachusetts, USA Nationality: American Died: 6 October 1979, Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Bishop was a poet and short-story writer. From 1949 to 1950 she was Consultant in Poetry at the Library of Congress. In 1956 she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and the Neustadt International Prize for Literature in 1976. Bishop is considered one of the most gifted poets of the 20th century.
Black over Blue 1963 Abstraction Painted aluminium San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, California, USA
After six influential years In Paris, Kelly evolved from panel paintings to reliefs. First exhibited in the Betty Parsons Gallery, “Black Over Blue” is an example of Kelly’s interest in layered works and non-traditionally shaped canvases. Hung away from the wall the painting has a three-dimensional sculptural quality. The black panel extending beyond the blue canvas makes the wall an integral part of the composition.
Ellsworth Kelly
Ellsworth Kelly Minimalism, Hard-Edge Painting, Post-Painterly Abstraction Born: 31 May 1923, New York, USA Nationality: American Died: 27 December 2015, New York, USA
Kelly was a painter, printmaker, and sculptor predominantly associated with Hard-Edge painting, Colour Field painting, and minimalism. Kelly’s work demonstrated, with unassuming techniques, the emphasis of line, colour, and form while using bright and bold colours.
You may enlarge any image in this blog by clicking on it. Click again for a detailed view. I’ve gotten into a bit of a rhythm recently, alternating posts of dragonfly images every few days with posts of birds or other wildlife. I think that I’ll keep doing this, at least so long as dragonflies […]
Prayer, the church’s banquet, angels’ age, God’s breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage, The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth; Engine against the Almighty, sinners’ tower, Reversed thunder, Christ-side-piercing spear, The six-days’ world transposing in an hour, A kind of tune, which all things hear and fear; Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss, Exalted manna, gladness pf the best, Heaven in ordinary, man well dressed, The milky way, the bird of Paradise, Church-bells beyond the stars heard, the soul’s blood, The land of spices, something understood.
Jezzie G 