consider it art from art…took a day out in the Texas countryside this weekend
the storms never came-
years ago, my poetic boss sent me this poem…it’ll make you fall in love with Billy Collins if the title of the book didn’t already- it’s from The Art of Drowning.
You can use the brush of a Japanese monk
or a pencil stub from a race track.
As long as you draw the line a third
the way up from the bottom of the page,
the effect is the same: the world suddenly
divided into its elemental realms.
A moment ago there was only a piece of paper.
Now there is earth and sky, sky and sea.
You were sitting alone in a small room.
Now you are walking in the heat of a vast desert
or standing on the ledge of a winter beach
watching the light on the water, light in the air.
-Billy Collins [the art of drowning]