Finale — A Poem

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“Helianthus” — C.Birde, 8/17

 

Born

on the heels of

thunder,

when,

the evening prior,

the night sky

bloomed

with asters and

fiery

chrysanthemums.

A blaze of moments.

The season fades.

The psychic end

of summer.

 

— C.Birde, 9/6/17

2 thoughts on “Finale — A Poem

  1. Carrie, so well said! You have such a gift of telling a story with so few words…each one carefully picked. From a visual artist’s point of view , it reminds me of Al Hirschfeld, the American caricaturist best known for his black and white portraits of celebrities and Broadway stars on the cover of the NY Times. He could express a celebrity in just a few ink strokes. You have that gift with words!

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    • Thank you so much, Colleen 🙂 Sometimes, it’s like the words are stirring in the air around my head…and I just need to pluck them from where they float and arrange them on the page. The poems are almost always due to direct, recent experience — the desire to translate the visual, or emotion, to the verbal. I’ll keep scratching away, and you keep painting! 🙂

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