Saturday, October 16, 2010

the starry stream

(in child's Time
some Stone age)

springing from and encircling
A flower in a spiral shell,
what a lovely shell,

With delicate heart,
patterns coil, curl,
against the open mouth of a Monster,
rising up between
successive whorls of the starry stream.

Vast clouds roll in heavy before the wind
drawn to the stars
in patterns too intricate for our eyes

. . . . . . . .

The Seattle UrbanSketchers met in the International District for today's worldwide sketch crawl, where I did this sketch of the pavilion in Hing Hay Park. A pair of elderly men were practicing qi gong to music, which provided a wonderful ambiance.

The OED word of the day for today's erasure poem is 'whorl.'


Gail L. Wong said...

Beautiful! What wonderful color.

alkiart said...

Thanks, Gail!! I'll get this on the USk site when my company is gone & I have more time!