I don’t know about you, but I was rushing around all day. Rushing through fall leaves to pick up my children, enjoying the lost sidewalk paths. Rushing from meeting to class, and then to host my young creative writers, and feed everyone, but when I finally sat down, this beautiful pen found me. It’s not glossy like something you’d see in a magazine, perhaps, but it has a sense of grace and awe about it.
If you, too, are enjoying the mad rush of the season, join me in penning some brevity (70 words or less) to accompany this painting, which apparently consecrated the 1924 publication of the Manifesto of Surrealism by the poet and critic André Breto.
Happy Tuesday!
Autumn Leaves and Love
We are piles of leaves,
the trees discarded suitors–
timeless beauties in tantric colors,
there is so much loveliness
in our geometry.
Relief is unwanted,
but with toes curling,
we reach new heights
amongst the tangled limbs,
and now we bend our heads
to worship forevermore
that fleeting fall feeling,
dried out,
dreaming of
what was,
what has already been, and
what will occur
upon the feather ground bed.
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