Saturday, November 17, 2012

New Collage, a Poem

3x4 inches, collage with vintage paper, altered papers

Sleeping in the Forest  
Mary Oliver 
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.

1 comment:

Anns Art said...

Lovely collage and also love the poem. Very moving.