Open Space by Mark Pugsley
Open Space
by Mark Pugsley
You ever have an encounter and know you were not quite all there
i left, went outside
in the distance were sandhill cranes
back inside was without language
walls freshly painted yellow
light streamed in
the dark crows painted on colored canvas
dark and light
intelligent and adaptive
outside of time
said my artist friend
who also said
each painting is a conversation
go, go, go, said the bird: human kind
cannot bear very much reality(1)
i left again
hard to be present
and came back
into the quite room
crows who have something to say with stillness
where they
yes, sharing outside of time
but fully here
i tried to listen
a wordless conversation
did i miss it, yes, no, of course I did
only I hear now, after weeks
not a memory
but a feeling
this deeper conversation