Brave branches gracefully attending the daily flux mingling with the grasses that dance atop the salty cliffs
Hear your fronds sing when you come up for air: gentle daughter, feed me in my time of need guide this traveler into the beautiful shoes that enliven my path
The research for this last poem in my series based on Anna Atkins’ cyanotypestook me down an interesting rabbit hole, including learning about the Dúlamán. Thank you for joining me on this journey; thank you for reading! (PS World Cyanotype Day is the last Saturday of September, every year. . . . got a question about it? Ask me! )
Little lemons full of air rafts pulling delicate life from the depth of pools, branches floating toward the light white berries in a wash of blue still firing connections, still holding tightly to the common thread
This is the third poem in my series based on Cyanotypes by Anna Atkins. Thank you for reading!
How you chase the daylight as it departs at the end of the year shooting out among the rocks to leave your mark before the moon pulls you, gathering deep piles in great sandy knots worthy of our efforts to untie
Foodie beach delight, noodle-heaped upon a plate
This poem is the second in my series of ekphrastic writing on cyanotypes by Anna Atkins. For details about why I did this etc, please see yesterday’s post! Thank you for reading!
Great hand, whose fingers raked through the sea no longer holding fast but now your ghost displayed as it reached for the sun a dream of the meadows where your brothers and sisters swayed with applause delight of urchins, a tidal clap breaking free to rush alongside swarthy boats, palm to palm with the oars
I’m not sure how much of a deal I’ve made about it here on my poetry blog, but I am a major cyanotype enthusiast, and have a tendency to make a lot of them. You can see some of them on my website.Two years ago, I saw a post on Hundred Heroines’ instagram – a call for poetry ekphrastic style in response to Anna Atkin’s cyanotypes. HERE you can learn about Anna Atkins, if she’s a new name for you. THIS was the instagram post.
Of course I was interested, and had a wonderful time picking out some pieces of hers to write for! I’m not sure what happened to the project; I know I sent off the email but this was a couple of years ago and it’s all water under the bridge. So I’m sharing them with you now – the result of my enthusiasm for an art form and a bunch of research I did on the types of “algaes” she used for her work. Thank you for reading – stay tuned for a few more of these!
In the wee hours the stars blanketed the sky the Milky Way stretched and constellation rhinestones punctuated the darkness
The stars in Colorado were incredible. We were lucky with the moon (I’m guessing it was either pretty new or rising very, VERY late, or maybe both). The photo I’m using for this post wasn’t made there – this was at our campsite in 2021 near Big Bend National Park. I was too astonished in Colorado to get out a camera! Somewhere I have some digital photographs of the Milky Way from previous camping trips, made with a real camera, not my phone; they are locked inside my defunct hard drive right now. Anyway photo tangent over: thank you for reading!