Art: Only the Grass Remains by Linda Chapman

Equilibrium

 

A flower against the harsh inertia

bathing in Hades’ dim light

uncaring motion, as transformation dwindles

spoons of sun, with eager drip

an exquisite undertaking, falling

with all the weight of your limbs

 

It is risky to be a human being

it is lost amongst the landing of color;

oblique transitions.   I spoke to you through

the uncaring distance.  Through the

skeletal pain.

 

Substance of sleep; pictorial, nearly delving.

widening stares, unbreaking negligence

at the very base of the world.  These masks

were worn into disrepair.  In front

of the snow bank, behind the gas station,

in the ease of summer; spring’s tumult

wanders out of hibernation into the

closets of our lives

 

Fevers wane, giving way to all-too-familiar

words. Honing the craft of storing away blushes

until those who fell through all available substance

reemerge.  Though it is only a mirage, a

well maintained visage, a mother falling towards

all sand, rain water nursed in wise hands.

About the author:
 
J.L Moultrie is a 30 year old poet based in Detroit, Michigan. He fell in love with reading and writing poetry after encountering Hart Crane, Rainer Maria Rilke and others. His work appears or is forthcoming in 𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸, 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘴, 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘑𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 and elsewhere. He is a dog and cat dad and holds an Associate of Arts degree from Wayne County Community College.
 
Art: Only the Grass Remains by Linda Chapman
 
In the artist's words:
 
Linda Chapman is based in London, UK and has worked in photography for a number of years and exhibited widely in London and around the UK. More recently she has decided to concentrate solely on her personal work which is art photography and sculpture. Exploring a variety of subjects and materials and a combination of visual and verbal allusions to trigger metaphors and personal associations, she aims to reinvigorate the lives of everyday things. The end result being often playful, sometimes eerie but always stimulating.
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