Monday, June 13, 2011

Week in Seven Words #71

apathy
I get the feeling that we both don't want to be there. He's tuned out, so am I, and mostly we're going through the motions. I try to care but only feel tired.

forelimbs
Silhouetted against a glass door, he offers up a four-armed embrace. Or maybe he's just sweeping his arms open wide as if to say, "Look around! Walk the crazy corridors of my mind." He's asymmetrical; on one side of his body he has one arm, on the other side three. He's also completely nude.

mosaic
Wide-eyed in Isaiah Zagar's Magic Gardens: a small dense maze of mosaic faces, walls of bottles, bicycles, and random statuary, lettered tiles, colored tiles, flowers and lively figurines, stairs that spill down into lemon, pink and emerald grottos. My reflection is a starburst on mirror shards.

murals
It's been recommended to me to take a walking tour of the Philadelphia murals, but so far I've resisted. I like coming across them by chance. Turning a corner I face a small parking lot bound by chain link fencing, and above it blooms a beautiful mural of dancers, magicians, and enchanted flute players.

prose
Long and languid afternoons spent reading.

reflective
Night, lamplight, a text open on my lap.

yearning
For dreams half-tended and hopes half-fed.

6 comments:

Lucy said...

'forelimbs' is intriguing and disturbing - please don't explain it, I want it to stay that way!

The last three are a wonderful trio together.

Relyn said...

Oh, boy do I ever hope forelimbs was a bad dream. But maybe it was a tree. Yeah - it's a dying tree. Right?

And yearning? I know. I know.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I love 'mosaic'

naida said...

'mosaic' sounds beautiful. I wonder what 'forelimbs' is!

John Hayes said...

"Forelimbs" & "mosaic" are both amazing! A fascinating sequence.

HKatz said...

'forelimbs' is intriguing and disturbing - please don't explain it, I want it to stay that way!
Your wish is granted; I won't explain it :) Maybe at some point he'll appear here in a photo...

Oh, boy do I ever hope forelimbs was a bad dream. But maybe it was a tree. Yeah - it's a dying tree. Right?
That would be an interesting metaphor for a dying tree, I like that; but it wasn't a tree, and it wasn't a bad dream.

I love 'mosaic'
Thanks, so did I; at some point I plan to post pictures.

'mosaic' sounds beautiful. I wonder what 'forelimbs' is!
Mosaic was like nothing I'd seen before. And forelimbs, well, maybe there will be a photo at some point...

"Forelimbs" & "mosaic" are both amazing! A fascinating sequence.
Thanks! If you're ever in Philly, go the Magic Gardens.

Thanks all for commenting!