Sunday, September 23, 2012

ash laden reality

Flying Down, 2006, by David Salle
spiral traps me
I am stuck to the wall
you will paint me with damp ash
I will hide in the corners before bolts lock me in
the bird climbed down to be with me
bundles of straw stuck to her wings
what remains of that storm
which you conjured in your imagination
evidence of it shook out that tiny plane

"do bring some husk to cover the smooth floor,
I am not going to last in the corner for long"

20 comments:

Laurie Kolp said...

Enigmatic...

Kay said...

wow...loved this and the images it conjured x

Tess Kincaid said...

It's hard to survive in a corner...lovely write...

christopher said...

Wow. You led me to think of the holy men who walk naked wearing chains.

brenda w said...

This is a wonderful write, Gautami. Nice use of the words and picture.

S.E.Ingraham said...

This is, as others have said, enigmatic and I love that about it. It has an immediacy that feels urgent and the words wind through it naturally. Well done.

http://seingrahamsays.wordpress.com/2012/09/22/releasing-an-angel/

joanne said...

felt very surreal...nice job

Helen said...

This felt dreamlike to me .. lovely.

Sreeja said...

this goes with the painting so much..very brilliant.....

Hannah said...

Nice literal translation of this image...very much enjoyed!

Wayne Pitchko said...

very very nice Gautami....thanks for sharing your words

Wayne Pitchko said...

very nide Gautami...thanks for sharing

Gail said...

Pretty good.

Unknown said...

I really like your poem Gautami. The feeling of being trapped and finding survival difficult, reminds me of the poem you wrote about being encased in marble. Thank you for sharing this. =D

Susie Clevenger said...

Stuck in a corner..that says so much to me. Sometimes life corners us and we hope that even if it takes a fall to free us someone will be there to sweep up our broken pieces.

21 Wits said...

Corners can be so inviting, but stuck in a corner can have it's draw backs...nice poem.

Tumblewords: said...

A very cool combination of wordle and image!

Ritva said...

"you will paint me with damp ash" Loved it!

Ella said...

I love your take on the prompt!
The visual of leaving the nest and still being attached :D
Wow, well done~

Jack said...

Gautami,

Read 4 poems now. Each one has own standing. These words are so true - waking eyes see the inner soul
only an open mind can fathom the depth.

Take care