POETIC FORMS: WORDS & IMAGES

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image is transparent feathers of a bird wing superimposed against clouds in a blue sky. text reads: i imagine my lungs to be colorful wings carefully cradled inside my chest. as if i were the sleepy refuge of a small exotic bird adorned with bright shimmery feathers, or maybe a fleet of tiny gossamer butterflies  synchronized in their lazy fluttering.  these wings – my wings – quietly beating the air into and out of this body – my body – with their simple, graceful movements hypnotically entrained to this breathing – my breathing. as i inhale, they expand like opening arms. as i exhale, they contract into a welcoming embrace.  for all its turbulence, this is my inner orbit. there is always something inside me slowly flying.

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i imagine my lungs to be colorful wings carefully cradled inside my chest. as if i were the sleepy refuge of a small exotic bird adorned with bright shimmery feathers, or maybe a fleet of tiny gossamer butterflies synchronized in their lazy fluttering. these wings – my wings – quietly beating the air into and out of this body – my body – with their simple, graceful movements hypnotically entrained to this breathing – my breathing. as i inhale, they expand like opening arms. as i exhale, they contract into a welcoming embrace. for all its turbulence, this is my inner orbit. there is always something inside me slowly flying.

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wing feathershttps://pixabay.com/photos/feathers-wing-macro-441077/
skyhttps://pixabay.com/photos/clouds-sky-cartoon-vector-images-1923545/


small gestures

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It’s a small gesture. Not even a gentle push or a quick tap, but more of an imperceptible nudge. You just move your finger forward ever so subtly, and tip the first piece ever so slightly, and watch as each one falls into place ever so simply.
A cascade of events set in motion. There was action, and now there is reaction. There was before, and now there is after. There was cause, and now there is effect.
...Because if you do this, then that will happen. Yet you must be mindful that you are always doing something. There is no “if”. To be alive is to be restless. There are trillions of cells in your body relentlessly tipping the scales of order and disorder, tilting the balance of power in your favor, disturbing nature’s peaceful equilibriums. All for the sake of staying alive.
But then life itself is a force of nature. And we, as living beings, are epicenters of chaos. A deep sigh or a quick shiver or a nervous twitch or a fluttering eyelash sets off the microscopic galaxies floating around us like particles of dust swept up in the tsunami of a sudden breeze. Every move we make is a supernova whose explosions echo through space and time. Each barely noticed bodily shift shifting the unseen web of trajectories perpetually propelling us forward.
In this grand scheme, we are cosmic mischief makers. Directing our own interstellar dramas. Whimsically playing our own tiny parts on an infinite stage.
All while our various limbs constantly bend and fold and twist and turn into and out of strange configurations. As if we were artistic transformations. Or maybe animated constellations. Or perhaps some other ancient form of communication. Continuously changing shape and consequently shaping change. Always somehow moving the world in our own mysterious ways.
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hand shapehttps://pixabay.com/photos/hand-salsa-dance-male-afro-1132625/
hand cosmoshttps://pixabay.com/photos/ngc-2264-dark-nebula-cone-nebula-11175/
background cosmoshttps://pixabay.com/photos/space-fog-gases-color-farbenspiel-3657/


mind games

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Imagine, for a moment, that we live in a world in which the idea of a three-dimensional jigsaw puzzle simply does not exist. Everyone just knows that puzzles are two-dimensional. No one has any sense of having ever seen, heard of, or touched a three-dimensional puzzle. There are no examples of what a three-dimensional puzzle might be like, no images of the finished product, no instructions on how to put such a thing together. Even if someone somewhere somehow at some point had entertained the possibility of a three-dimensional puzzle, the idea would have seemed fantastically silly, if not completely preposterous. (Besides, if a puzzle were “three-dimensional,” it technically shouldn’t be called a puzzle, right? It would simply have to be called something else. ) In this world, the only real puzzles are two-dimensional. So even if we did find ourselves working on a three-dimensional puzzle at some point, we would never realize it. We would very likely treat it as a rather poorly designed, two-dimensional puzzle. There might be pieces with odd curves or angles, but we would think that they had been bent or distorted somehow. We’d flatten these pieces into the correct shapes. There might be extra pieces that don’t seem to be part of the overall puzzle, and we’d assume these probably got into the mix by mistake. We would set these pieces aside. We’d attempt to fit the rest together as best we could, yet we would have the vague suspicion that something was not quite right because there would still be strange gaps, edges that fit more than one side but not all of the sides at the same time, an image that doesn’t give us a clear picture, and a whole that doesn’t help us make better sense of the pieces...
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wood puzzlehttps://pixabay.com/photos/wooden-puzzle-pile-woods-2598614/
puzzle pieceshttps://pixabay.com/vectors/jigsaw-puzzle-pieces-abstract-art-2099124/
jigsaw outlinehttps://pixabay.com/vectors/jigsaw-puzzle-game-shape-puzzle-152865/
puzzle man profilehttps://pixabay.com/vectors/cranium-head-human-male-man-2099127/


worlds within worlds

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This world of ours – of sight and sound, of taste and smell, of touch – arises from simple beginnings...
From interactions among atoms giving rise to physical forms. All the forms of nature: clouds and trees, rocks and animals, people and oceans. All the material forms of our lives: water, food, fabric, tools, machines, furniture, buildings. All the biological forms of life: molecules and DNA and cells.
These atomic interactions as the basic elements of the world...
Of the world as we know it through the body...
Through the body as a universe of atoms...
Give rise to forms of transformations. From the elemental atom to the mythological Adam, from the physiological Adam's apple to the metaphorical apple of his eye, from the physical apple to a story of an apple from the Tree of Knowledge. From shape to symbols.
Within these interactions, these forms, these bodies...
Our world transforms, and our worlds arise.
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atomhttps://pixabay.com/illustrations/atom-proton-electron-neutron-3301567/
body - profilehttps://pixabay.com/vectors/woman-head-afro-silhouette-profile-308590/
body - hairhttps://pixabay.com/photos/woman-adult-people-lifestyle-3149438/