Smidgens
Posted on May 4, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
Static binaries numbed inside the liminal
As if sound is a scrape bunched into barren elements
Voiced structures—definitions in sand
Drawn with sticks—hopscotch on a playground
To know the tides—their decomposition
To know their fragments—their never-ending versions
Can’t be claimed as one or even one’s own
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Dear Elan, I admire the imagery ….very deep and very aesthetic. Anand Bose from Kerala
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You use cool terms that may indicate some passion for science. Nice!
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Thanks so much Art. I hope things are well with your books.
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You’ve been on something of a roll lately, Elan. These images and words are glorious. At the moment, it’s the images that capture. Words take more attention. I noticed an image that was both observation and manipulation, i.e. the Concrete Wall and Thorn (I call it). This, Rust and Bolts, is hyper-real. It’s one of your masterpieces (IMHO).
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I always enjoy reading your poems and I appreciate this reflection back from you.
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Thanks so much Ali. I just read your poem “What Matters Most”. I’ve always been intrigued how we “draw”, “write” our way into discoveries and through challenges. Yet, even as we have a peak at deconstruction, most yearn for familiar structure. It seems we apply that structure of yearning to shapes beyond our physical reach. To feel vulnerable by those “shapes”, as if language isn’t enough to express what and why they are, is to realize your own fragility, which in turn, brings you that “opening to the unexpected”. Thanks again, my friend. I will be revisiting your blog. Take care.
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Elan,
Your reflective words leave me pondering. What do I know to be solid? I really like the texture and color in this photo.
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Your photos and pictures are both beautiful
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That’s a great line. Thanks
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You lose your love when you say the word ‘mine’ (Neil Young)
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Thanks Michael.
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Thanks my friend.
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That’s fine. Thanks.
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The combination of color, texture, and form is perfect.
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Rust! I love, just simply love, images of rust. Beautiful colour you found in this one, and the challenges of shape! 🙂
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Great poem. I’ve shared it here. Please let me know if you have any objections.
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/05/04/fluid-elan-mudrow
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