Thursday, March 8, 2012

...week eight-beyond layers...


kim klassen dot com beyond layers



her body is not so white as 
anemone petals nor so smooth--nor 
so remote a thing. it is a field 
of the wild carrot taking 
the field by force; the grass 
does not raise above it. 
here is no question of whiteness, 
white as can be, with a purple mole 
at the center of each flower. 
each flower is a hand's span 
of her whiteness. wherever 
his hand has lain there is 
a tiny purple blossom under his touch 
to which the fibres of her being 
stem one by one, each to its end, 
until the whole field is a 
white desire, empty, a single stem, 
a cluster, flower by flower, 
a pious wish to whiteness gone over-- 
or nothing. 
William Carlos Williams


she whispered.
create.
she whispered.
lens flare.
she whispered.
soft light.
she whispered.
dreamy, hazy feel.
she whispered.
texture.
she said...
just a whisper.
and we did.
thank you kim.
just BE.
robin.

8 comments:

Bonnie Jakobsen-Martin said...

Oh, so beautiful .. . and, favorite poet William Carlos Williams . . . thanks so much!

Anonymous said...

beautifully done!

Anonymous said...

This is absolutely gorgeous! So hope I can take Kim's class sometime!!

Unknown said...

Beautiful poem, and the image with texture is gorgeous..

I really like the wild carrots, we call it Queen Anne's Lace, have no idea why.

Linneas Atelje Photography said...

So beautiful colors!

Viv@Thoughts from the Desktop said...

So dreamy and wistful just lovely.

Deanna said...

wonderful, just lovely!!

geetlee said...

so-oh beautiful! i am mid way through my interpretation of this assignment :)
have a great weekend!