Art:
a novel
a painting
a film
an act of communication
between audiences
You're the one saying it,
from your unique life experience;
a particular moment,
by living in
interaction
We bring meaning
into the world — don't let
anyone tell you otherwise
blackout poem uses the last paragraph from “Why A.I. Isn’t Going to Make Art” by Ted Chiang in New Yorker magazine
for #ds106
https://flic.kr/p/2qeb4Kc
I held the book:
a place; hurrying
through harbor lanes
with furtive windows
I hastened,
sheltered,
a glimpse;
one had seen me,
still, a blank laugh
echoed
what worlds
in that strange
volume -
the unseen feet,
padding
Summer storms
change this landscape,
forcing the small river to flow
where, normally,
it would not go
And all we can do is watch
For water finds its way,
never gentle in the aftermath
of tempests like this;
Instead, it rages like a lion
sprung loose
And all we can do is worry
And wait for the calm,
the days following deluge,
to find what paths remain
and which, disappeared,
ghost trails of memory
And all we can do is wonder
For #ds106 Daily Create on Wendell Berry’s birthday
Rivers like us know
we must follow
bends where
current flows,
but still push
against it, in
acts of resistance,
curving against
rock and stone
a Grook (sort of) for #ds106 #dailycreate
Laomedeia (Neptune)
I am once and always
my sisters' moon -
a solar sibling
to Halimede and Sao,
in jagged orbit around
Neptune -
we harmonize
in frequencies
only we understand,
a gift from birth,
broken as we were,
asteroid pieces
of a Nereid's tune
for #ds106
Lear wrote with nonsense and joy
he played with his words like a toy
he'd bounce on a rhyme
in a sing-song-y time
to the amusement of the girls and boys
for #ds106
Arranging a day as a game
Moving pieces – it's never the same
with a roll of the die
the time will fly
and in the morning, we'll start up again
for #ds106 and #mastoprompt
I'm lost once again
in your brush strokes of art and
imagination
for Simon
#ds106
Sunlight smiles
between the spaces
where shadow
memory
still slumbers
Oulipian Haiku for #ds106 (3-5-3-3-3)
(structured 17 syllables/lines constrained by prime numbers)
https://daily.ds106.us/tdc4104/
The color of wind
depends upon the daylight,
bent in fractured light
for #ds106
inspired by Koan: “What is the colour of wind?”