by Steven McCabe
Walk into this land of echoes, rising, from long disappeared passages &
Pounding with the resonance of a single, surging heartbeat.
& Step lightly into, like a fox beneath the moon,
Or the hunting bird, balanced, upon a branch pulsing,
& Heavy clouds damping electrical skies.
& Shaking berries into a bowl,
Sharing handfuls bed to bed,
A nurse tending to the wound.
The rhythm of & clapping hands,
Two Palms, pressing deeply & into a lover.
& Feet upon a curving world, arcing night into day,
Timelessly vanished into a pulsing desire & always
Echoes dress the wound.
A heartbeat washing the sky &
A vanishing moon, poured into bowls & delivered bed to bed.
& Walk pulsing,
& Walk always,
& Walk into.
Source material for digital collage:
Etching No 2. Soft ground etching by German landscape painter and etcher Franz Joseph Manskirsch (1768-1830).
Ancient Egyptian tomb art. Unknown artist. est. 2000 B.C.
Michelangelo, Sistine Chapel, 1508-1512
Mesopotamian Incantation Bowl, 8th Century, photo Christies.
I do not claim copyright ownership of original images. I have created new images for non-commercial purposes of commentary or parody under fair use provisions of the copyright law.