‘Lightness’ by Carol Lynn Grellas The Society October 28, 2013 Beauty, Poetry 3 Comments Where lightness finds the passage through the dark the thoroughfare of dimness, where we’ll soar about the sun undone, unborn again, but one─divine the spark! The wicket door unfastens where the constellations form sepulchers made of stars. Celestial reach─ become what’s yet to be, your elegy of memoirs left beneath the weeping beech our private pain released. O spirit’s heart no loneliness eclipsed by shadows breathes beneath the Zodiac where night-birds sing and crown each shining sphere with wreathes from fronds of maidenhair in braids of gold where rainbows arc and nights are never cold. Featured Image: “Starry Night” by Alex Ruiz Related Post ‘Emily’s Lament’ by E.V. Wyler A Villanelle My grandma smiled as I walked in the door pretending to overpower her pain because I came ... to see her once more. Bla... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 3 Responses Beatriz October 29, 2013 What a beautiful poem to accompany a breath-taking image! I especially like “sepulchers made of stars!” Reply E. Ducabe Wisler November 11, 2013 Starry Night by Alex Ruiz He stands in awe outside the sanitarium, while gazing at the starry night—Vincent Van Gogh— as if he has his own Observatorium: large stars, huge moon, transparent clouds, a gorgeous gawk. This Ruiz got in seven hours in Photoshop by using matte paint techniques—a magical, fantastic spectacle, a wizard paused in Oz in fields of golden flowers, by towering trees, before a village, gray and slightly lit, at top a spire, pointing up, so lovely in the breeze- less frieze of thrilling hills and skies, a requiem to one who seized th’ intensities such seeing sees. Reply land serwis February 23, 2015 Will there be the second part? Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.