{"id":2241,"date":"2013-07-03T20:53:19","date_gmt":"2013-07-03T20:53:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2241"},"modified":"2013-07-03T21:01:25","modified_gmt":"2013-07-03T21:01:25","slug":"neil-ellman-713","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/neil-ellman-713\/","title":{"rendered":"Neil Ellman, July 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Mare = Ballerina<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>(after the painting by Gino Severini)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>She rides the waves on pirouettes<br \/>\nand swells of foam<br \/>\nleaps of blue adagios;<br \/>\nshe glides across the stage<br \/>\nher bare feet barely touching wood;<br \/>\nher fingers reach the lights<br \/>\nand hold the sun in hand\u2014<br \/>\nshe is the sea, it she<br \/>\neternally rippling in her skirts<br \/>\nthe ebb and flow<br \/>\nof sea and she in time<br \/>\non pointed toes.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>Extinction of Useless Lights<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>(after the painting by Yves Tanguy)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I<\/p>\n<p>I am the lord of hollows and caves<br \/>\nthe guardian of secret crags and crevices<br \/>\ncut from limestone terraces<br \/>\nI am the alchemist who turns flesh to salt<br \/>\nand salt to granite acolytes<br \/>\nI am the prophet who sees<br \/>\ninto the oracle\u2019s dark mouth.<\/p>\n<p>II<\/p>\n<p>I am deceiver and deceived<br \/>\ntrusting no one but myself<br \/>\ncreator and created<br \/>\nby no one but myself<br \/>\nwalking the earth and universe<br \/>\nwith no one but myself.<\/p>\n<p>III<\/p>\n<p>Whatever doesn\u2019t sing my praise<br \/>\nis heresy\u2014<br \/>\nsilence it!<\/p>\n<p>Whatever doesn\u2019t shine on me<br \/>\nIs useless light\u2014<br \/>\nextinguish it!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Velocit\u00e0 astrata + rumore<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>(after the painting by Giacomo Balla)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>At the speed of sound<br \/>\nat the sound of speed<br \/>\nthe speed of light\u2019s<br \/>\nrelentless speed<br \/>\nat the sound of red<br \/>\nand blue and green<br \/>\nat the edge of white\u2019s<br \/>\nindifferent sound<br \/>\nof cymbals clashing<br \/>\ngray on brown<br \/>\nchasing speed<br \/>\nwithout remorse\u2014<br \/>\nthen motion caught<br \/>\nin endless now<br \/>\nby time in black.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>Shadow Country<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><\/strong><strong>(after the painting by Yves Tanguy)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Drawn into a wild architecture<br \/>\nof leafless trees<br \/>\nlush monoliths growing from seed<br \/>\nthen rotting in their place<br \/>\ninto the forest we go, bewitched,<br \/>\nfollowing breadcrumbs and charms<br \/>\nthe scent of dragon-fire<br \/>\nand siren-song of nymphs<br \/>\npast fallen colonnades<br \/>\nand the statues of beheaded kings<br \/>\nlured, alone<br \/>\nwe enter a near-familiar world<br \/>\nof shadows casting shadows<br \/>\nof their own<br \/>\namong the ruins of a past<br \/>\nand future life<br \/>\nwe wait to be reborn.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>Small Dream in Red<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>(after the painting by Wassily Kandinsky)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>In my hemi-demi-semi-sleep<br \/>\nmy dreams<br \/>\nwhere the what-so-always-was<br \/>\nof seems<br \/>\nI hear the when-not-never-will<br \/>\nof screams<br \/>\nin darkness redder-redder-still<br \/>\nextremes<br \/>\nthat turn the dragon-night-to-light<br \/>\nin streams<br \/>\nof smaller-smallest hope<br \/>\nand seams<br \/>\nin shattered always-ever time<br \/>\nmoonbeams<br \/>\nperhaps-perhaps-but-maybe-not .<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Twice nominated for\u00a0Best of the Net, Neil Ellman lives and writes in New Jersey. \u00a0More than 700 of his poems, many of which are ekphrastic and based on works of modern and contemporary art, appear in print and online journals, anthologies, broadsides and chapbooks throughout the world. \u00a0Among his eleven published chapbooks, nine are devoted to ekphrastic poetry.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mare = Ballerina (after the painting by Gino Severini) She rides the waves on pirouettes and swells of foam leaps of blue adagios; 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