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Field
Easternight, the mind’s midwinter
I stood in the big field behind the house
at the centre of all visible darkness
A brick of earth, a block of sky,
there lay the world, wedged
between its premise and its conclusion
some star let go a small sound on a thread.
almost midnight— I could feel the earth’s
soaking darkness squeeze and fill its darkness,
everything spinning into the spasm of mignight
and for a moment, this high field unhorizoned
hung upon nothing, barking for its owner
burial, widowed, moonless, seeping
docks, grasses, small windflowers, weepholes, wires

-Alice Oswald

Field

Easternight, the mind’s midwinter

I stood in the big field behind the house

at the centre of all visible darkness

A brick of earth, a block of sky,

there lay the world, wedged

between its premise and its conclusion

some star let go a small sound on a thread.

almost midnight— I could feel the earth’s

soaking darkness squeeze and fill its darkness,

everything spinning into the spasm of mignight

and for a moment, this high field unhorizoned

hung upon nothing, barking for its owner

burial, widowed, moonless, seeping

docks, grasses, small windflowers, weepholes, wires

-Alice Oswald

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#alice oswald  #statue  #black and white 

greatleapsideways:

Above there is a selection of work by the inimitable Cynthia Henebry, the intrepid Janelle Proulx and myself. We will soon be showing as part of the Spring 2014 VCUarts MFA Thesis Exhibition, which opens on Friday April 25th at two locations: The Anderson Gallery and The Depot. Details below. Please stop by if you can make it. Thanks!

Spring 2014 VCUarts MFA Thesis Exhibition

Opening Friday April 25th (from 5pm), running till May 18th (Daily from 9am – 5pm) at:

The Depot, 814 W Broad St, Richmond, VA 23220, Anderson Gallery, 907 W Franklin St, Richmond, VA 23284.

Please come join us April 25 if you can!

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mfayearbook:

Janelle Proulx doing her piece “you get what you give”

mfayearbook:

Janelle Proulx doing her piece “you get what you give”

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greatleapsideways:

One winter morning as a child
Upon the windowpane’s thin frost I drew
Forehead and eyes and mouth the clear and mild
Features of nobody I knew
 
And then abstracted looking through
This or that wet transparent line
Beyond beheld a winter garden so
Heavy with snow its hedge of pine
 
And sun so brilliant on the snow
I breathed my pleasure out onto the chill pane
Only to see its angel fade in mist.
I was a child, I did not know
 
That what I longed for would resist
Neither what cold lines should my finger trace
On colder grounds before I found anew
In yours the features of that face
 
Whose words whose looks alone undo
Such frosts I lay me down in love in fear
At how they melt become a blossoming pear
Joy outstretched in our bodies’ place.

— A Vision in the Garden by James Merrill, from Water Street. Photographs © Mark Steinmetz, from South East and Greater Atlanta.

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