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Sunday, February 1, 2015

Poem Written During Superbowl XLIX

The Superbowl is really the holiest of holidays here in the US of A.  So to commemorate the occasion of Superbowl XLIX I wrote the following poem  - started it during the pre-game coverage and then added the finishing touches during the scintillating half-time show.  A special shout out to both Katy Perry and Dante Alighieri for the inspiration...


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In the middle 
Of life’s passage
I discovered by chance
A new middle way
An intersection where
Opposites abut one another
Where folio meets recto
Leaving only the
Faintest line running
Down the middle
Of the page

And each mudra
Raises a tent pole
Of possibilities
Each woman and man
Extends like a limb
Of the family tree
A sister or brother
Or else something
Altogether different
But no less by the xylem
Firmly connected to me


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From The Silent Journey by Marissa Bridge;
this is painting #30 in Marissa's new series.  I really love the balance in this composition.  It's exquisite. It suggests to me what it must be like to watch angels dancing on the head of a pin.



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