One of the most wonderful and humbling things that can happen for me as an artist is for my work to inspire someone else’s art.
My friend Liz is a fabulously talented fiber artist. Today she surprised me with a gift of her latest design:
She even wrote a poem of her own for the back:
Things like this remind me that life is good. Friends are good. Art is good. Poetry is good.
Thanks to Diane Mathews for providing the prompt for today’s poem (which ended up a bit geeky), via Facebook.
a fallen AT-AT
kneels in the mist at twilight
petrified camel
Posted in Poetry
Tagged 30 in 30, Caspar David Friedrich, ekphrastic poetry, haiku, poetry practice, prompts
(Though not necessarily good haiku.)
What is it about
a sleeping cat that makes me
feel so comforted?
(Inspired by my marmalardy lap warmer.)
This is not haiku
There’s haiku and there’s lowku,
there’s yesku and there’s noku.
There’s inku and there’s outku,
there’s whisperku and shoutku.
There’s upku and there’s downku,
there’s squareku and there’s roundku,
helloku and farewellku,
heavenku and hellku.
There’s leftku and there’s rightku,
there’s darkku and there’s lightku.
But just between us twoku,
this poem’s just plain cuckoo!
The Daily Compost 