Posted in Uncategorized, tagged architecture, art, belief, buildings, cathedrals, Exeter Cathedral, faith, history, internal space, light, medieval thought, metaphysics, photography, Poetry, shadows, skill, space, stonework, time on August 5, 2013| 2 Comments »
ARCHED (Part 7)
Stone
Cast in,
Rippling
Time’s pool.
Outwards
And inwards,
A settled pattern
Of comings and goings.
And the weight
Of the stone:
An anchor, a haven.
Small, still island
In a restless sea.
A forest for song.
A forest for silence.
A carpenter’s house,
A house of edge and curve.
A mother’s house,
A house of succour,
Of promises kept,
Of warm dark.
Artificer’s jewel:
A design
Of forever.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged ambience, atmosphere, Devon, England, Exeter Cathedral, Haiku-ish, interior spaces, metaphysics, photography, Poetry, stone, stone carving, time on July 31, 2013| 11 Comments »
ARCHED (part 6)
Footfalls,
Echoed whispers.
Slow light
Pools.
Names
Fading slowly.
—-
A thin, cool shell.
A golden cup
For space.
Earth wells up,
Slow bubbled bliss
Under flags and brass.
Carapace,
Remnant, skull.
Outline echoing
Slain god outstretched
(still dreaming),
Vines growing
Through splayed fingers,
Fingers growing into mountains.
Eyes full of light
Coruscating, kaleidoscoping,
A replaying of memory
And sound.
Illumination of dark corners,
Interface and intersection,
Cavity.
Heart
Evaporated:
Chambers
Of song.
—-
Stone’s song:
We, eloquent in edge,
Tumbling meaning,
Disguised as the living,
Guiding, naming,
Numbering the dead.
A condensation of merit
And tears, and beating blood.
A lithophone, an organ
For reverberation.
A song for endless sleep,
A cradle for dream.
An approximate eternity,
Outwearing centuries.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged ascent through the spheres, caves, Exeter Cathedral, internal spaces, medieval iconography, metaphysical map, photography, Poetry, souls, space, stone carving, stone machine on July 27, 2013| 2 Comments »
3
Machine.
A metaphysical machine,
A gravity well compacting creation
Into one stone shell.
Languages gathered ( towering to heaven)
Light, memory, word, life.
A clustering, intergalactic map,
Star chart, journey of the soul
Through all the spheres:
Thrones, Dominions, Seraphim.
The dangerous beauty, the thin line.
Transubstantiation – stone to forest,
Light to liquid, tears to glass,
Memory to porphyry, the world
Shadowed, brilliant boat of heaven,
Ark beached, upturned, inhabited.
Dust motes dancing –
The souls delighted, the souls
Distraught.
Coming to the Mother Ocean,
Blanketed in soil.
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4
Hell Harrowed
Souls soiled sold solid some soft some scattered bitter bitter better to wake with wormwood wake to winter watch wanting play pray ring sing bright light.
a tree of three blessed branch cut curtailed cast down descending halls fallings hallowed allowed three keys harrow plough and sow bonds broken lost loosed let fly rising praising winged trumped welcomed home.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged architecture, bardo, darkness, Exeter Cathedral, intermediate spaces, light, medieval iconography, metaphysics, photography, Poetry, space, stone carving, time on July 25, 2013| 2 Comments »
ARCHED (part3)
The bardo of entrances.
Intermediate transitions,
One spliced into the other,
Time and space elapsing.
A slow cool outbreath of stone.
It requires a recalibration,
A rearrangement of the senses.
Slowing,
Time is tamped down
In dusty layers,
Glistening.
An inhalation
Of fractured light,
Absorbed, solidified.
Entering the cave of God:
His ribs, grey skin tight,
Desiccated, stretched out.
Pinned, hammered, sheltered.
We are slowly digested,
( the enzymes of faith),
Becoming less, and more,
Of ourselves-
Becoming one of the waiting.
Slow and turning
From cave
To cave,
( the frozen forests whispering
Chiseled curve and keel ),
A reconstruction of gravity.
Tree roots sky conjoined,
Arched, steepled.
Leaves, gold,
Fruits rotten,
Drift weightless, upwards,
Food for avaricious
Angels.
An embroidery of whispers
An evolution of sorrow,
A still heaven
Waiting for a new
Eternity.
