Thursday, April 5, 2018

A Photon is a photon


For this, I go back nearly a decade (11/15/2008)

and add a Normaphoto, Blue Midnight:

 

Antiparticle Of A Photon Is A Photon

First there is wilderness
With a voice in it
Sent all ways at once,
Echoing at random on
A becoming collocation--
In minds surprised
By a healing tune or
Curtain opened on an
Indoor moon.
This black flower sends
Petals into night,
But silent?
I don't know, things said
Sometimes leave me
But silences, never.
After all, where
Would they go?


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(Horiculturists, please look up Scilla Peruviana . I heard the name "Blue Midnight" and, despite my ethnicity, prefer it to "Portuguese Squill".) Because of interest in the flower, I'm adding a photo of the same blossom a few days later:

12 comments:

  1. What stunning blooms - do all the little purple buds eventually open into little blue flowers?

    I think you're right about silences. Beautiful word pictures here, Geo.

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    1. Yes, Jenny, I think they do all open eventually but here they only bloom every other year --so they may behave differently elsewhere. It's a plant with a lot of character.

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    2. I see you've added a later shot - thank you! It reminds me of a large, multi-stone jewel, given those colours and the perfection of the tiny flowers.

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    3. Thanks, Jenny. It's been an especially hard day for me and sure appreciate your thoughtful comment. You've done some good here.

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  2. How I long to see flowers again ... any flower, friend Geo as Winter has not left yet ... Love, cat.

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    1. Cat, beautiful Cat, there should always be blossoms in your life!

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  3. Soothing Beauty!!!

    you captured this so gorgeously !

    Absolutely Charming poetry!

    i felt almost there in the middle of the wilderness ,listening talking silence ,OUTSTANDINGLY AMAZING!

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    1. Dear Baili, you express beautifully what we all feel listening and talking silence in the language of nature.

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  4. That is a lovely picture! I too wonder if we will see any flowers again here anything soon. And I love the name you call it, Portuguese Squill.

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    1. The flower is a personal favorite, Maddie, glad you like it. I just added a photo of how it looked yesterday.

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  5. You bring it all together - the sounds and cadence, meaningful inquiries...and a new word for me: "collocation." Excellent word, excellent poet.
    I can almost smell those beautiful flowers too.
    Thank you, Geo, gifted man.

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    1. Most kind, dear Robyn. Much appreciated.

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