Wednesday, January 18, 2012
And today's poem: Airplanes line dance across the sky,
an odd constellation whose stars break
east or west, a curtain of lights
parting to reveal the true
stars of the night.
Most of these mini-poems are not finished pieces. I plan to use them as starting points for longer pieces, or maybe they won't be used at all. The main purpose is to get me writing and paying attention more to what's going on around me. And hopefully, both endeavors will inspire my painting. One can always hope....