Saturday, September 28, 2024

Poem: (Re)Visiting The Dead

Head on my pillow

dozing o f f

Suddenly

a flash of a PLACE

will come to mind

will visit my rest.

All of the details of the place

so vivid that

I sense that I am there.

It’s a shock to my rest

how detailed such old memories can be

The sense of the place so clear in my pillowed head

the it jerks me briefly far away from my rest.

The dead of the place

Were the reason I was at that place sometime in the past

Death scenes from 

5 years

10 years

20 years past.

THEY are often present

As my memory re-visits 

the place

the presence of the dead isn’t scary.

They are just dead

They are Memories of the dead

We can re-visit the dead

(and their PLACES).

The dead do not visit us

Because they are gone

        And all the gods are gone too.

I do not like these dozing-off visits

There are no greetings

no conversation

just observation.

They are visits without a host

No sociality

I’m alone

All is imagery in these rooms

in these places.

I shake my head

change the thought

Adjust my pillow

and re-visit my rest.


©️Montgomery J Nelson


Monday, September 23, 2024

IPhone Pic and Poem


©️Montgomery J Nelson / Artists Rights Society

              Our front door is obscured by fig leaves.

              Pope Clement XIII had nothing to do with it.

                                                                           

             ©️Montgomery J Nelson

Sunday, September 22, 2024

Poem and Illustration: Corgis

 Poem and Illustration

The two corgis on the couch

are mostly still.

Their bodies moving softly as they breath.


The corn stalks outside of the window behind them

twitch and wiggle in the wind.


The two ceramic corgis on the shelf next to the couch

aren’t moving at all.


©️Montgomery J Nelson / Artists Rights Society


Drypoint Print: Coyote and Crow

 Drypoint of a Coyote and a Crow. Coyote playing dead to capture a crow (?).

©️Montgomery J Nelson / Artist Rights Society

After: Physiologus, c.1300.