Murmuration

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A hyper-sensitivity of feeling
your art connects across the senses
The roughness of ancient bark
beneath gentle fingertips
A kiss from rock-pool water
warm against bare ankles

A double exposure
a murmuration
it’s poetry, the sensuality
the sheer never timid beauty
lensed so gracefully
with such assurance and dexterity

The texture, a waking daydream
a cloak of fog, shaft of sunlight
A cinematic freeze-frame
marked by absence
the distance or proximity
of pain and recovery

Point and click, your dark-room trick
itโ€™s as if you have control
over the mountains
the birds, the tides
or consummate authorship
of the nuance you convey

A solo figure in vast expanse
an aloneness I recognise
searching but serene
Lost in the careful creation
of an endless mythology
loudly reverberates in me

The slow creep of new tissue
like quietly vanishing tattoos
itโ€™s at your back and haunches
as your work builds and soars
so far from that place
expressive in its woozy warmth

I hear the touch, witness the aroma
I exist in awe and quiet wonder
A world scatters its knitted beauty
a murmuration
Little charcoal sketches
across watercolour paper

The spine is a map
a breadcrumb trail
we trace with our fingers
but we can’t go back
ephemeral and observable only
in reflection or a photograph

Dusk tides, an evening deer
a crumbling barn, eiderdown snow
A swimsuit girl, the Northern Lights
a neon sign, a broken rainbow
midnight phone booth, stitches in skin
untethered and inspirationally free

Your photography is a place
I love to visit when I can
It’s pure poetry you pen
with the light, with your lens
A lasting comfort, you translate
the message I can’t help but take;

It’s impossible
impossible not to love
the beauty of this worldโ€ฆ

[2021]

Thanks for reading.

An ode to the exceptional work of one of my favourite photographers; Margaret Durow.

Published by

Tom Alexander

"Art is a lie that tells the truth"

14 thoughts on “Murmuration”

    1. Ah, thanks for reading Chris. For me great, evocative photography is the art form most akin to poetry – and perhaps even more transportive. I’m so pleased you enjoyed. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ

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    1. Thank you Peter! I can’t help but get a bit lost in photography as good as that, it triggers my imagination no end. Plus I’ve been pinching her photos to accompany my poems for over a year now, so I wanted to give something back. Thanks for reading & Happy Wednesday!

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    1. Thanks Secrets ๐Ÿ™‚ So pleased you read and enjoyed. Great, evocative photography has always captivated me and it’s nice to have found a way to put it into words. Oh and I have a question I’d been meaning to ask you actually, about poetry collaborations. I’ll message you when I get chance… Thanks for reading.

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