Scissors, thread, material
Woven into a community
Worship homily,
Regaled
Like strange attractors in a chaotic
Universe of craft and color
A sensory overload of line
And moving geometric clarity
Focuses life pattern emergence.
Hovering in the twisted
Exhibition space,
Human eyes,
Reduced to observing points,
Float like planetesimals
Pushed and pulled by subtle forces
Charged by emotion and memory.
Distances lose meaning,
Unknown dimensions
Fondle the consciousness.
Like dream interpretations,
The hazy messages
Capture the lucid mind,
And an assembled reality
Integrates pieced time
Into quilted harmony.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely captivating, What a gem! Love duncan X