I’m Drawing on the Blank Slate of This Day
It all starts with a flower
doodled in winter
in black and white
It grows into a big bang
of scribbles and spirals
an immaculate conception
of Darwinian evolution
It all depends on indirect attention
and knowing what to leave out
White space is immortal
The underground eternal
Each one is a dream
that tells more than one truth
and believes in the existence
of the next page
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February 28th, 2012 2:37 pm
LOVE the Page of Drawings and the Poem, too, my dear…!
February 28th, 2012 6:10 pm
nice…i like how your notebook looks like..and i like when these single black/white flowers grow and blossom into something much bigger..nice
February 28th, 2012 7:03 pm
Nice! I love the picture of the notebook–makes this whole piece feel organic–Very lovely write!
February 28th, 2012 7:10 pm
some really cool wisdom in this…it is as much what we leave out as it is what we put in…white space is immortal…ha i like that…
February 28th, 2012 7:46 pm
Love! Love! Love! All my doodles start with one black dot and from there…well,..the sky is the limit. I was going to start the One Black Dot Project…now I know who Im recruiting when it gets underway.
February 28th, 2012 8:53 pm
Another great poem by Colleen Redwoman!!!! I love it…………….
February 28th, 2012 8:54 pm
I like your notebook…my mom would doodle sometimes…and I do 🙂 very nice!
February 28th, 2012 9:43 pm
“white space is immortal” — I knew that I just never saw it quite like that . . . thank you and thanks for your poem
February 29th, 2012 9:18 am
this poem creates an altered state of mind
opens possibilities
new ways of being
fresh
living water
emanating
flowing from the one
through the one
who is attending
March 1st, 2012 7:51 am
Love the immortal white space. There is a true love of writing infused there.
March 1st, 2012 8:22 am
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March 3rd, 2012 12:40 pm
important to believe in the next page and the current one. the past ones? unsure.