Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Tag: Books
The Known
Posted on June 29, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
There is this quiet motion When wind brushes trees, Branches bend, a timeless marriage… When there are the smells of summer, Sticky pine and soft cedar… When rivers are a language, Creeping through echoes of green… When shadows move, slow, deliberate Undecided between dream…
Category: UncategorizedTags: Art, Author, Blog, Books, Life, Love, Nature, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Reading, Uncategorized, Writing
Flowers And Watchers
Posted on June 22, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
The boy picks Wapato in the marsh Just the top stems, not the tubers. He doesn’t see me standing In the mud, watching. I follow him with quiet eyes Walk through the marsh. As if he’s searching for a vase. There’s a humid…
Category: UncategorizedTags: Art, Author, Birds, Blog, Books, Life, Love, Nature, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing
Steps
Posted on June 8, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
Winter’s mask, layers upon chaotic earth Underneath is uneven ground As we feel the contours, so near our feet To walk is awareness Of how we place Our steps Click on image to enlarge.
Love Letters
Posted on June 7, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
She’s a tangent, planting words in wild rows that release constant seeds, adrift, landing upon her skin, a skin she reads to herself. Her heartbreak, an apocalypse of reincarnations, dust on the floor, dry paper, bits, clumps, wheat lost from the chaff, molded to…
Bough
Posted on June 1, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
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Category: PortraitsTags: Abstract, architecture, Art, Author, Blog, Books, deconstructionism, Derrida, Life, Literature, Love, Mathematics, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Reading, Uncategorized, Water, Writing
Shelly
Posted on May 25, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
Her makeup was a postmodernist painting, swashes of pinks and blues, wayward paint upon skin. When she put it on, she grinned, but didn’t smile. Inside, her voice was a thunder. Shook things. Came from her bones, resonated outwards, circles, waves. I imagine it’s…
Gerald
Posted on May 18, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
He had lost an eye. Though, its orb still in its socket had turned a blurry blue, misty, had developed a different kind of sight. It was a pain experienced through years of looking, looking, searching. A pain no one could comprehend. Not even…
Indeterminate
Posted on May 11, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
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Fluid
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…
Stay Safe
Posted on April 27, 2020 by Elan Mudrow
I just wanted to take this little shard of time To tell you With compassion Stay Safe. You are loved.
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