Hi, As an opener of space and a poet, I smile to see how the original idea of producing poems about OS has grown. Now on this list we have poems about anything. I like this a lot.
Although in my own experience poem-writing and opening space are not necessarily connected, they do bear a resemblance I want to say a word about. I had a poetry teacher who reminded me that the poem I'm writing at any given time is usually more intelligent than I am, and that to get it right, I have to follow it wherever it wants to go. Opened space seems to have the same social/spiritual relationship to the individual. In other words, a system in open space is wiser than any individual in the system at least about the intentions of that system. I only wish that the poems I work on would fully reveal themselves to me as quickly as OS reveals a system. Here's a poem I've been following around the past several months. The Purpose of Butterflies It¹s rumored west winds begin with a single thought from you, showy Lepido, fluttering still pale air, stirring the atmosphere¹s slightest doubts into creases, notions, rising torments blowing fulvous skies over the Pacific and reaching my sandy shores in soaking torrents. Meadows¹ breathy pastels, serrated stripings, lustrous primary slashes, rainbow glow, sky fire¹s full flush. Needlework on a timeless, frameless canvas, To look that good, for exclusive rights to the most fruitful coalescence, to unfold heaven¹s radiant robes you will never glimpse, you sifted genes through brightening strainers, twinging at the level of chromosomes for just the right hues, coding whom to attract, what to mimic to make a decent living, You could have gone for simple stealth, or murder-loving camouflage, You chose to be seen. -- Ralph Copleman 609-895-1629 * * ========================================================== [email protected] ------------------------------ To subscribe, unsubscribe, change your options, view the archives of [email protected], Visit: http://listserv.boisestate.edu/archives/oslist.html
