Earth, Sun, 1968, Collograph Printed with intaglio process
Many, many moons ago the Earth arose from her bed to meet her lover, the Sky.
The occasion of their date followed the auspicious rising of perfection in the South; a congregation of starry scenarios, in celebration of the upcoming celestial serenade.
Said scenario being the manifestation of Venus rising, positioned between Mercury and the Earth’s bed, scattered generously with lilac leaves and subtle sprays of ocean lily, dusted lightly by the tears of the Angelic Hosts.
They agreed to rendezvous in the constellation of Orion, where he promptly presented her with a bouquet of supernovas; three, frosted cumulonimbus nebulae and a clutch of lightning bolts to help alleviate her backaches.
The Earth reciprocated by smiling daintily, opening an intimate chasm deep into her interior and revealing her molten, nickel iron core, the brilliance of which lit the Sky with an eternity of electromagnetic eminences.
Gold and silver highlights reflected her smile upon his broad expanse, and he felt the blue of his somber façade fading to black, as evening fell.
Reinvigorated immeasurably, the Earth returned to her garden, plying broad swathes of fertile till with raw ores and precious metals, intent upon sowing her wild oats; thusly, she was reborn.
The Sky extended his girth across the entirety of eternity, his febrile imagination envisioning a perfection of russets and golds: highlighted sunscapes of lavender and the particulate remnants of long-suffering volcanic outbursts, representative of important decisions made in haste.
That night was one of passionate remembrances as the Sky and Earth joined, remaking Creation from Beginning to End: organic entities contemplated conception, daring birth in search of macroversal meaning.
The fruit of their union was Life, born to bear witness to the perfection of Mother Earth and Father Sky.
It takes an exceptional soul in command of a gifted pen to reinvent the "creation genre" in such a cosmically exalted yet down-to-earth-then-back-up-to-the-sky freshly erotic metaphorical manner. Pure Brilliance by any other name would still be exactly what we have in THE EARTH AND THE SKY--Pure Brilliance.
Aberjhani
Reviewed by Missy Cross
3/3/2006
I am utterly bedazzled by your gorgeous words and can say nothing more articulate than... hallelujah!
An exquisite look at creation! "intent upon sowing her wild oats; thusly, she was reborn." You've got that right! Love this line!
I love the intaglio, raised surface stamping. This poem brings into existence the earth and sky and everything in between. This is a yoga story poem, in that the initiation between Yoga and creation., thinking of it as an initiatory rite--->primitive of those that pursue the creation of a 'new body' a 'mystical body' (symbolically assimilated, among the primitives, to the body of a newborn infant.) Now the 'mystical body' will allow the yogin in to enter the transcendent mode of being, especially in tantrism and alchemy. This poem draws heavenly in so many ways. It is strong intellectual bent, and the path to earthly knowledge to the spiritual aspirant. Great story poem, Mark!
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