At dVerse Mish is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about an aspect of colour. dVerse Poets – Poetics – True Colours?
“Black is like a broken vessel which is deprived of the capacity to contain anything.” Leonardo da Vinci
I Wanted To Shout Who coloured the rules of perception and mood, that we should believe, my mind ran to blends and melds as we prepared to lay him in the ground, his widow insistent that her black mood of absence paint the sky that day so that we could feel her abstract soul while I wanted to shout spectrum across the air of sorrow that hung idle and impotent over us, choking the very soil awe stood on, and I wanted the freedom to breathe a homemade palette nuanced for all my feelings rushing like a train. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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The angsts of black! How interesting. As I read this I thought… What are the other colors without black along side them to give them definition. Just like life!
Dwight
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Absolutely, I like your thinking Dwight.
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Thanks Paul!
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I think I will spin my comment here into another poem!! :>) Thanks for the inspiration!
Dwight
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Many thanks Dwight
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The power of the spectrum! Well written Paul.
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Much appreciated Rob, thank you.
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Powerful. Grief is made up of many colors.
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In that I think you know it well, thank you so much Mish.
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Unfortunately, yes
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Well…I wanted to like(the post).
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🙂
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That spectrum, a celebration of knowing someone, is as important as any shadow of grief.
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ah, you picked it clearly, thank you for engaging Ken.
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Yes, grief is black, but the memories are of every color.
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Such a wonderful thought Liz, thank you for that.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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So true.
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I like your stream-of-consciouness style here, and the examination of the spectrum of grief.
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I tried to write other aspects, but this wouldn’t leet go, so I went with it, thank you for “seeing” it Ingrid.
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Thank you so much Ingrid, you summed my intent clearly, appreciate your thought.
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A great journey through the colours. Also love it, but cant think about angst in relation to black. Maybe a cultural branding. Here in the past brides only had worn black. 😉 Michael
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Black as the unknown really 😉
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😉
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Really interesting,😌
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Thank you 🙂
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Great poem so so true of you
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Ah, yes, very so.
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