Friday, April 14, 2006

Fragmenting

birdsong outside is muted behind
glass and walls and
sirens speeding convoluted paths
closer, closer, cut short nearby —

the sun, that rose demurely this
morning behind layered veils
of blue and grey above the hill,
is an elusive disc

as dull as the flat sky itself
reflected in parked cars
under a dusting of pale pollen;
its dimness puts the world on a slant

a severed portion of spectrum,
unnatural, partial light flickering
in the night falling all day,
transmuting perception into still shots

cut boughs of forsythia now spent
their yellows withered
lavender tulip petals
clinging to the table

16 Comments:

Blogger snowsparkle said...

oh mb, you startle me with your ability to paint these images so clearly. they sweep through my brain and cut straight to my heart. wow!!! i was right there in that moment. thank you so much!

4/14/2006 2:53 PM  
Blogger alan said...

Paint is the right word; my mind your canvas!

alan

4/14/2006 11:42 PM  
Anonymous silvermoon said...

Richly painted canvas
of beautiful pieces of nature
Your words dance, float, and
rest peacefully like dawn to dusk.
(I love to paint nature as you can see by my current post.)

4/14/2006 11:57 PM  
Blogger Endment said...

you really speak to the moment and to me
thanks

4/15/2006 4:23 AM  
Blogger Jean said...

"birdsong outside is muted behind
glass and walls and
the sun, that rose demurely this
morning behind layered veils.."

Ce n'est plus de la poésie , c'est de la musique , un vrai tableau de peinture !

4/15/2006 4:32 AM  
Blogger leslee said...

Yes, very clearly captured, painted. Very nice.

4/15/2006 6:58 AM  
Blogger Brenda said...

Even when you do loss, fragmentation, clinging to what's disappearing "lavender tulip petals/ clinging to the table," or the darker vision of our alientation, you do it with light, grace, beauty. I hope you're okay- emotionally this shot through me, "a severed portion of spectrum," and I didn't want to think you were struggling. But, then, a poet expresses the full range of our experience... and in your writing, even the vision of what's muted outside, like birdsong, or sun, is beautiful.

4/15/2006 7:40 AM  
Blogger Rexroth's Daughter said...

The imagery here is just beautiful. Each line a visual feast. Even the dull sky and sun--that elusive disc--inspire a magnificent, though muted portrait.

4/15/2006 10:27 AM  
Blogger Lori Witzel said...

I felt the passage of time in this as almost tactile/tangible...and the washed-out off-spectrum colors remind me of the way things go during an eclipse or partial eclipse of the sun.

Attentional/emotive scrims, shuttling back and forth, sieving light.

4/15/2006 11:04 AM  
Blogger Mary said...

This is very good, MBN, very powerful. Captures a mood so well.

4/16/2006 12:52 AM  
Blogger mermaid said...

It is the whole picture that dazzles, isn't it? The bits and pieces lose their luster if they are taken alone.

4/16/2006 10:55 AM  
Blogger Endment said...

The words have found a place in my mind! wonderful imagry perhaps the phrase that catches my imagination the most is "partial light flickering in the night falling all day,transmuting perception into still shots" -- my imagination is having a wonderful time.

4/16/2006 2:41 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Snowsparkle and Alan... thank you, as ever, for your warm words. They are most welcome.

Silvermoon, I'll come check it out! Thanks for stopping by.

Jean, merci pour vos mots genereux! Je suis toujours heureuse a vous voir ici.

Leslee, thank you!

Brenda, thanks for your concern. I'm fine. Just an attempt to capture the weather of the moment.

RD, I'm very glad you enjoyed it. I wasn't sure how this one would come across, or if it even would!

Lori, you nailed some the imagery very precisely. Thanks. Scrims is a great metaphor.

Mary, I'm glad you felt that. I am, as you know, unable to forecast responses!

Mermaid, yes. The whole is greater than the parts.

Endment, thank you so much for telling me this! How wonderful! The lines you refer to were the ones I thought might be most difficult to apprehend. I'm grateful you are enjoying them.

4/17/2006 9:39 AM  
Blogger Firehawk said...

MB,

Each line, a picture. Taken as a whole, a themed exhibition left here for us. Thank you.

4/17/2006 11:17 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

This is such a vivid picture I can almost taste the coloures

4/17/2006 2:19 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Firehawk, thank you for reading. I appreciate your presence here.

Sue, I loved your response.

4/18/2006 1:10 PM  

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