Tuesday, July 15, 2008

A Windy Stroll





WALKING "THE CLIFF WALK" IN NEWPORT IS AN ODD COMBINATION OF THE RAW POWER OF NATURE AND THE ORDERED, LAVISH WORLD OF THE GILDED AGE.

2 comments:

Istvan said...

TO DREAM OF SKATING ON ICE

“To dream of skating on ice means
satisfaction with a current project.”
--Dictionary of Dreams

Amidst white groves
Inside a lilac tree
I gaze at airy flows across a frozen lake.

Like soaring birds
We are all of us, skating on ice.
Spanning dense curdling circuits
Ring-shaped,
Effortless,
Dazzling as a diamond dream
Before the break.

Beneath the brightness, I see a shadow
And the semblance watches me.
A shrill remembrance,
The impervious stare of quartz:
A trade-off between tomorrow and the past.

The break below shatters a ruptured skyline.
Its path
Squalls out for meaning.
The meaning is the sea.
I seize the mirror and the likeness looks at me.

Beneath the brightness, I see a shadow
Afloat beneath a pond of ice.
Freezing up in time and space
I drift inside the memory of a winter’s whorl,
Headed to where I came from.

Ananda said...

What a lovely weekend we had! xoxox