Friday Poem: Where I’m Coming From

I haven’t posted a poem for ages, but I’m back for today, at least. I’ve been asked (several times) where my antecedents came from, as if it mattered to who I am. But I don’t believe it matters very much where a great great grandparent was born. What matters is how you love.IMG_20170518_172123_919

I am born of earth.
I am human,
Made of stardust and love.

I don’t care
where you or your forebears
came from;
we are all out of Africa and ash.

I care about
Kindness
Peace Love Empathy
Justice, Compassion
Freedom and Joy.

I respect the compassionate.
My heart bleeds for the withered hearts
that only know hatred and fear.

I am bodhisattva;
I am of earth
to earth I shall return.IMG_20160711_191930

Weekly Photography Challenge: The Road Taken

Every day, we take one road or another, and where we end up depends on the road taken. Most days it’s the same old road, and sometimes it’s an adventure. This adventure began last September, when I booked tickets to see Pixies play in Melbourne. The concert was the day before my birthday, which made it “meant to be”!

We live in country Victoria, so it was a longish trip by coach and train to the city, before a leisurely stroll along Southbank (via the food court for a burrito), then along the banks of the Yarra, and across a bridge to find the Margaret Court Arena among all the other sports venues. We sat outside for a while, watching other patrons arriving, because people-watching is half the fun.

Once inside, local band the Merlocs got things started, and I couldn’t resist the image of red light and moving shadows. If the floor had been full, as it was an hour later, it wouldn’t have looked like that! The Pixies were, of course, awesome, and ended the night with Into the White in a cloud of white smoke. After that, it was a brisk walk back to the city alongside dozens of other people, under the light of the moon.

Weekly Photography Challenge: Minimalist

Fortunately the Photography challenge this week is to produce ‘Minimalist’ photos, not to actually become a minimalist around the house, because, although I admire minimalism and find it to be beautiful, I am constitutionally incapable of it…

“Minimalist photography is characterized by a large portion of negative space, a fairly monochromatic color palette with good contrast, and an interesting subject that is able to stand on its own to capture the interest of the viewer.”

I think I can do that…

Focusing on a single flower is a fairly simple way to achieve minimalism in a photo. The native violet was in the Grampians National Park, and the poppy in my garden. The best thing about those poppies is that they self-sow readily (not necessarily where you want them!), and they also hybridise freely, so every year it’s exciting to see what colours appear. And then it’s irresistible to take more photos…  The glowing sphere is a glass marble. I have quite a collection, and I put lots of plain coloured ones in a large glass vase, with a smaller glass beaker in the centre. A candle in the beaker lights up the wall of glass spheres magically. I took a series of photos, but this is the minimal one! Gleaming faceted ‘crystals’ hang in every sunny window of our house – here’s one of them. The forks may not quite fit the brief – there is no single subject framed by negative space – but it is a very simple image and I like it.