EMERGENCE
alone in her studio –
immaculate, austere,
as empty as she –
her emotions, brittle,
and her heart as flinty
as the slab of stone
beneath her hands,
she knows she’s been away
for too long
not knowing what waits
inside the stone cocoon,
through the night —
with chisel and mallet —
she chips and scrapes
the rough edges
like barnacles from a keel;
chalky dust
drifts to the floor
drenched
in morning’s first light,
that which was stone
has been transformed;
through a blur of tears
she sees what no tongue
can fully describe:
the burnished glow
of a new creation
2012-05-28
P. Wanken
Inspired by the words from The Sunday Whirl Prompt #58: scrape, tongue, brittle, austere, barnacles, drenched, chalk, flinty, blur, burnished, cocoon, and rough.
Really lovely, Paula.
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Thank you, Laurie.
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Ooo…I can almost see her creation…a labor indeed, creating can be painful at times. Well done, Paula!
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yes…as is becoming the new creation…
Thanks, as always, for stopping by.
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So very true. ((HUGS))
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Oh YES…. sometimes we struggle through the creative process… or life. I love the idea of a “stone cocoon”.
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Thanks for your visit and your comments!
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Beautiful portrayal of the labor and dedication involved in carving something new out of raw material. Well done, Paula. 🙂
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Thank you, Traci. 🙂
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Wonderful wordle: creation always involves ‘blood sweat and tears’ if it’s to be any good.
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Thanks so much, ViV.
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Really like the process your define Paula. Very much like the idea that what we create, in whatever medium, rests inside a cocoon, simply waiting to be revealed through our willingness and choice. Wonderful.
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/
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That’s how I feel about most of my wordle poems, for sure…the poem is just waiting to be released from its wrapping/cocoon. As always…thank you.
Paula
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Love the “drenched in morning’s first light” Very nice!
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Thanks, Sara! The sunshine needed to be there to help the stone shine.
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Paula, wonderful. I love “not knowing what waits” – having that trust in the creative process – and what is discovered there. I also like how you used “drenched” – great touch – especially paired with the glow of the new creation.
Richard
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Thanks, Richard. “Drenched” was one of the first words I knew how it was going to be used. 🙂 Me and my visualization…I kept seeing the sun pouring in the windows of the studio. This one actually came to me in a dream.
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What a wonderful way to describe the art of sculpture. A ‘stone cocoon’. Michelangelo would have liked that and appreciated the description.
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OH! …that Michelangelo would have liked it? That made me smile from the inside out!
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A great sculpture of your own. Taking all those wordle words and chipping away everything that didn’t look like a poem, and voilà! Amazing piece, indeed.
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Thank you, Walt. It was one that I did chip away at for the better part of a day! Some fly onto the screen in a matter of moments…not this one. I appreciate your kind words.
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Paula this is gorgeous writing. Interesting that I put chisel in this week’s wordle before I read your poem! I guess you’ll be chiseling another great piece for us. 🙂
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Thank you, Brenda. 🙂 I appreciate your encouragement. And…I thought the same thing when I read the list of words. (Well…I thought, “oh my, now I *have* to use the word chisel.” 😉
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