Showing posts with label seasons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label seasons. Show all posts

Thursday, September 6, 2018

Lizz Murphy #368 A winter river



































A winter river

carries into the lake

The sun repeats itself

Whirl and twist

perfect stillness





found text from Cosmos/New Scientist


Puddling about with mixed media, lines and fragments 
for One Sky, Many Stories a project at Belconnen Arts Centre in Canberra.
Hoping eventually to get a longer poem and maybe some art & text works. 
It's a Living Studio situation — very pleased indeed to be part of it.  
Pictured: some of my puddles with astronomer Fred Watson :)

Friday, December 30, 2016

Lizz Murphy - Poem 364.2: Monochrome



MONOCHROME

Just a week ago the land was a wrung out cloth streaked gold through the olive damp This week it is a bleached sheet heads of wheaten grass shimmering champagne and silver with each breeze I have only just left the ghost of winter behind Everything is opposite

a guitar shaped leaf
a bird raising its wings
its downy underside
its second cast shadow
the ghost of winter