Digitally altered photograph
printed on transparency and backed with aluminum tape
I’ve been working on my January chapbook pages the last couple of days. The 21st of January marked yet another anniversary of my birth. I chose to be inspired by Aerosmith’s lyrics for “Dream On”… and then composed a bit of my own schtuff for the journaling portion…
time… my own little stream of all that I am,
it flows throughout this waking dream
like stars clustered, spilling brilliant in the milky way–
things I remember and more I have yet to vision
equally nascent from this vantage point of now–
this moment, teetered on the was and yet to be
shapeless now, like quantum atoms
but for a glance in either direction,
solidifying, shifting to become something
more than nothing… more than nothing.
(c) Adriane Giberson 2009
I stand at a pivotal point in my life. Starting over… new beginnings, or endings… or perhaps both, really… in soul and work and heart and hearth. It seems everything is being bucked up into the air like dirt when the wild boar roots around for truffles. Maybe I’ll find some truffles. Maybe not. I’m ready for anything… everything and nothing. Certainly something. Whatever is in this wake of upheaval, I hope it is gentle with me. I could use a little tenderness.
Some days I am more hopeful than others. Some days just leave me bereft.