an ink-drawn black night
falls heavy down
onto riven stain-drenched earth.
footsteps lead escape
fast along imprinted
narrow paths...
a seep aglow while unshod
lit silent shrouded
inside a fading half-light
leaves behind them
only plasmic traces--
dimming visions naked only
inside the shutter closing in
upon the once invisible eye.
<Deleted User> (13762)
Wed 5th Oct 2016 20:02
you pluck just enough words from somewhere and every word fits perfectly, is perfect. Your style forces the reader to take time, go slow, contemplate the meaning of each carefully chosen word. First three lines are beyond immense in their depth and scope. Thanks.
elPintor
Wed 5th Oct 2016 12:16
Hey, Stu,
Thanks for the suggestion. I checked out their site and there are some fantastic pieces of art and lots of interesting little blurbs on twitter with links that look promising for future reading..I appreciate it.
elP
once again, a beguiling piece of mysticism rooted in technology and science.
might i suggest you try submitting to graviton, which is a new print journal that specialises in poetry and science.
gravitonlit@gmail.com
i have thrown a few their way. i dont expect much joy but i see no reason why you couldnt get something published.
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elPintor
Wed 5th Oct 2016 23:47
Thank you, Colin. As it may be with lots of others, the ideas come to begin with only small parts of the picture and grow as the field of vision widens. Sometimes the picture precedes the words...sometimes vice versa.
elP
ps
The following has little to do with the piece--I simply find the song and the cinematography brilliant..
https://vimeo.com/34869601