Here is the community poem from Art on Cullers Run 2021. Thank you to everyone who participated––these are your wonderful words, not mine. By using a poetic technique called erasure, I chose parts of phrases to blend with other parts of phrases. Enjoy!
Art Show Word Collage
Mountains speak.
Crowds gather
in response, in fellowship.
The new of the old jolly tune.
Art is here, everywhere.
Echoes of grace
escape the urban graveyard
to bask in the breeze, the sunlight.
Smiles nibble away
a life hidden.
Welcome home to yourself.
What could be better?
A day is all.
I stall and scribble.
I’m not creative…at all, at all.
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| "Muse chair" in the poetry tent |
Enter this church and worship art:
earth, fire, water, wind, and even metal,
light bending through glass.
Words are a beautiful window
…healing, magic.
Life’s humor unmatched.
I’m so inspired by the artists, their creations.
How can I compare to this?
The divine resides in all of us…
hummingbirds, owls, fox.
Green gateway to another way.
You are always home.
Stay or stay away until…
Finally!
I’ve talked to so many people
who might become friends.
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