her nocturnal creature mourns as meshes of night disband the Other of her dream into strands that flow like oil colours –
marbling still waters under grey or rain-bowed sky as canvas for inventing random patterns of each day
beneath the mirrors an ever-turning gyre of souls in deep wordless liaison keeps churning the ocean
her inward creature drifts through curls of emptiness sifting strata of seasons
to gathered wisdoms of the human heart
its patina of touch and wear
sediments of ache and bliss
its gilded secret
cypher for another Eden
from which her inversed image falls
to the next fluid mirror always desiring the Other …
Ashen 10th July 2015
Maybe needless to say, just about everything I post here is relevant to my novels.
In relation to the poem, I thought you might enjoy the fascinating Art of the Marbler https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vyga8VMWXKg
And a short introduction to The Churning of the Ocean of Milk https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MItyUwPAjLA
The segment of the Magician image is the work of a fine painter, Silvia Pastore http://www.silviapastore.com/ … Time and space are illusions … Having obtained the copyright of the Magician as a cover for ‘Course of Mirrors,’ it seems my publisher, who I re-signed a contract with, has other ideas. I love Silvia’s work, but will remain open to suggestions, as long as my first novel is launched within the year. It’s been sitting quiet since 2011. Maybe all good things take time. A sequel is waiting in line, and I’m working on a third book in the series.