Greeting Card, Girl Flower Faces, 5 x 7 inches.
Happy Poetry Friday!
I’m spreading some color for Spring with poetry and art. The images here are from a new painting called Girl Flower Faces, and are available in my Etsy Shop as a Greeting Card and as a set of Bookmarks.
Irene Latham is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup at her blog Live Your Poem. She’s sharing a beautiful book called Poetree, and has written a gorgeous, contemplative poem To an Olive Tree that she’s sharing, thanks for all Irene!
Set of 4 Bookmarks, Girl Flower Faces, 2.25 x 6.5 inches, with a poem.
Flowers have been in my thoughts and are starting to make their appearances. Here’s a flower centric poem for day 12 of #NaPoWriMo:
STILL SATURATED DRIED FLOWERS
Dried flowers greet me each day
spreading out across an often sun-washed wall,
below a flower-filled mirror, and amongst
a bevy of pattern-filled containers.
Dried flowers greet me each morning
waiting to say hello and ask,
what mountains will you climb,
what fires will you put out,
what particulars will you pay attention to…
Dried flowers greet me and say,
take our negative spaces,
our delicate stems,
our chiseled dried leaves,
and our still saturated colors–
Carry us with you as you
ponder on throughout your day…
© 2019 Michelle Kogan
I hope you encounter some flowers throughout your day.
For National Poetry Month, I’m writing poems inspired by art that I create or have created. Visit these spots on line to participate in National Poetry Month: Academy of American Poets,
Jama’s Rattigan’s Blog for the Kidlitoshphere Events Roundup: Jama’s Alphabet Soup
and #NaPoWriMo
‘take our negative spaces,
our delicate stems,
our chiseled dried leaves,’
(My favourite lines)
And I love your artwork and bookmarks. It’s a lot like poetry, with so many layers and treasures – I see something different each time. Very clever – especially made into those bookmarks. The four-piece arrangement looks so striking, side-by-side. And the little vignette on the back of each…
Carry us with you as you
ponder on throughout your day…
How lovely to carry that bit of hope and happiness throughout the day. Your poem is lovely- as are your new bookmarks.
Michelle, I love what the dried flowers say to you, an artist… esp the negative spaces. And I see those faces! What fun! Thank you! xo
It’s lovely to read what you as an artist imagine the flowers say, Michelle. I love the thought, too, of them speaking in your poem, to “Carry us with you”. And you carried them onto your card, too! Wonderful!
What a lovely card and poem, Michelle. I love the idea of carrying the beauty, whimsy, and wisdom of the flowers with you throughout the day.
How lovely to be greeted by flowers every day. May we all ponder on them throughout our days.
This is a very flowery time in my neck of the woods. It seems like dried flowers are overlooked in favor of fresh ones, so it’s cool that you wrote them their own poem. Thanks for sharing your colorful quartet of bookmarks with us!
I usually have fresh flowers on the table and in a couple of smaller vases around; I haven’t been able to replace the long-dried little roses in a vase on the kitchen windowsill, though, because in their mauve-y crepe-ness, they still look so pretty to me! Thanks for always bringing lively color into our worlds – & best wishes for the new Etsy designs! :0)
Michelle, florals are trending in the fashion world this spring and in your artwork as well. I’m so glad that you are spreading your flower power over your artwork and poetry and letting the flowers speak to you. You answered with an assortment of responses as you carried them with you.
Lots of beautiful spring blooms here that catch my eye and brighten my day!
Love these lines, of the flowers speaking to the artist: “take our negative spaces, / our delicate stems, / our chiseled dried leaves, / and our still saturated colors–” Every year, I dry a gigantic bouquet of hydrangea and love watching their colors change even as they are drying.
Beautiful new Etsy offerings, Michelle! They call out *Spring!* in such a lovely way. And like others, I’m swooning over the “take our…” lines of your poem. I love the combination of delicacy and yearning.