Margaret Gosden
My artist friend in New York has just published this work. It is my favourite. I couldn't resist a poem, and she must forgive me if my 'take' on the work is faulty.
I had to look-up the meaning of the word 'Parabola' I'm afraid and I print details at the end of this blog, even though my poem doesn't reflect the title!
Margaret's work can be found at
PARABOLA
Our finger-print covers the earth.
See the loops and whirls
Clearly on the descending finger.
The Con-descending finger!
For do we not consider ourselves
The greatest creation?
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Yet the shape of the print is filmy,
Gauze-like,
Without substance,
Soon to be blown away.
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Through it's finger-like window
We can see what will remain.
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The wine-dark sea.
The wave-shaped sand.
The grainy wood.
The streaming clouds.
The mysterious ether.
They will all remain
When the finger-print has gone.
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A dark sun is setting.
A pale moon is weeping.
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How long?
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PARABOLA, or 'birth of a curve', so called because it is the plane section of an elliptic paraboloid.
P.S
Sylvia from Over the Hill published this later in the week. I was amazed at the similarity to Margaret's vision!
P.S
Sylvia from Over the Hill published this later in the week. I was amazed at the similarity to Margaret's vision!
5 comments:
Oh, this was beautiful...I loved it! Such imagery...
What a beautiful comment in rime - I love it! And how did you manage to attach the most abstract diagram I have ever seen of the Parabola! Thank you, thank you!
Wonderful photo and words.
Paz
I love the illustration. Cute poem :) You've added a new word to my vocabulary.
Margaret's work does look like a finger-print in the sands of time.
So well captured as usual in rhyme..!!!
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