Inspired by all three artworks for Day 2
Seeing
The universe of repeating shapes
fractals and tessellations,
the infinite spirals of time
mirrored in shells and nebulae,
onion domes, and honeycombs,
circles of fire–
the virus that looks like our sun,
a crown without its golden blaze,
a speck too small for reflection
but with the power to destroy
the colors we see
with our limited vision
we know the glory of our own star
rising and setting–
the reflected color of sky in sea,
timeless, even if we’re not–
yet who else can describe the beauty
of our world,
perceive flowers in clouds
and clouds in rivers?
I am once again participating in Paul Brookes’ April Ekphrastic Challenge. Each day, I will post my poem(s) here. You can see the art and read the other responses by going to Paul’s site here.
The artists are Gaynor Kane, John Phandal Law, and Anjum Wasim Dar. Thank you for your wonderful and inspiring art!
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
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Thank you so much!
:-)) Thank you as wel for sharing, and enjoy a good Sunday! xx Michael
You as well, Michael! 💙
These lines resonate very strongly with me, perhaps because I didn’t expect them. The power of language to forge a strong bond with the world with live in?
yet who else can describe the beauty
of our world,
perceive flowers in clouds
and clouds in rivers?
Thank you very much, Liz. Yes, our sight is so limited, and yet there’s something within humans that wants to express in language/art.
You’re welcome, Merril. When my daughter was very little, she expressed that urge as “I want to make.”
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The octopus sees millions more colours than we do. I suppose we’re the only ones who want be ‘nail’ it though.
I had forgotten about the octopus, but so many animals see colors that we can’t see. I always wonder what it’s like. But then do only think food, not food? I was also wondering if some being from another planet came to Earth, would they appreciate its beauty?
We’re learning new things all the time, but there’s no much money to be gained out of knowing how many colours a horse can see so…
I bet any visitors from another planet would have much better sensory perceptions than we do, unless they’re an even more insensitive race than humanity, totally geared to war conquest and nothing else.
I don’t think we can even truly imagine what it or they would be like. 😀
We’re going to get such a big surprise one day…
I hope the transporters are working by then!
Well, you’re better placed than I am to get a hint from the Pentagon when it’s going to start.
I doubt they’d tell me. 😏
They wouldn’t want you crowding the bunker, no.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about what we are able to perceive with our limited field of vision, Merril: your poem captures my soul searching!
Thank you so much, Ingrid. We poets live for comment like that! 💙
Hard to pick out a favorite image here. Our vision is limited, but our capacity to wonder is not. (K)
Thank you. Yes, that’s exactly it.
We had a college president focused on “fractals”– tessellations, not so much. I wish he had been able to perceive other natural beauty in our world beyond mere geometry.
A very interesting observation, Marian!
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Thank you so much, Paul!
wonderfully woven and so introspective Merril! 💖
Thank you so much, Cindy! ❤️
it’s a pleasure!! 💖💖
Thanks for sharing this challenge. This looks like a fun way to stretch the brain.
Thank you for reading!
If you like ekphrastic poetry, you can always write a response to the art once Paul’s post goes up each day or find it on Twitter.
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Oh, I love how you incorporated all three images. That tiny virus – I got to know up close and personal – It does have so much power.
I particularly love the last stanza. Beautiful
Thank you so much, Dale!
Isn’t it amazing how something so small we can’t even see it can cause so much harm?