Hello! So today is Friday, and amongst other things, I feel like sharing a little poetry. Can we make "Poetry Friday" a thing? I should probably think of a better name first...
In my poetry writing workshop this semester we are currently working on a poem that we have written about a piece of art that inspires us. Interestingly enough, my poetry teacher calls poetry and painting "sister arts," because of their use of concert images to portray abstract ideas.
The poem below was inspired by a painting called "Lovers in a Wood", by Grimshaw. My ever-hepful suitemate told me about Grimshaw, and I find his work very imaginatively inspirational.
"Secret Fire"
A crystal moon refracts
in droplets that coat the path,
and barren winter trees
with harsh white fire from the moon.
The moonbeams escape
through winter boughs and shine
upon the rime-encrusted surface
of a sluggish creek.
Great drifts of sodden leaves
lie windblown against
the black tree boles, moldering
in the chill dew of the night.
Hidden in the trees a cottage,
revealed only by a wisp of smoke
that issues from a dying fire
and twists around the somber trees.
Far from this warmth
two figures stand so close
the moon unites them
in a single shadow.
The cottage chimney smokes.
They hold a fiercer fire
between strong arms:
undying warmth on this frosty night.
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