Archive for the ‘Still Life’ Tag
“Empty Pot, Empty Bottle” — Dos XX Amber Still Life by kenne
A Word About Transitions
Moreover is not a good way to start a poem
though many begin somewhere in the middle.
Secondly does not belong
at the opening of your second stanza.
Furthermore is to be avoided
no matter how long the poem.
Aforementioned is rarely found
in poems at all, and for good reason.
Most steer clear of notwithstanding,
and the same goes for
nevertheless, however,
as a consequence, in any event,
subsequently,
and as we have seen in the previous chapters.
The appearance of finally
in your final stanza will be of no help.
All of which suggests (another no-no)
that poems don’t need to tell us where we are
or what is soon to come.
For example, the white bowl of lemons
on a table by a window
can go anywhere all by itself
and, in conclusion, so can
seven elephants standing in the rain.
— Billy Collins
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Paulo Still Life — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Nōtan (濃淡)
winter’s sun
casts long shadows
on the shortest day
creating contrasting
values of shape
between objects
and the wall
in turn capturing
my eye
as darkness wins
— kenne
(Nōtan (濃淡) is a Japanese word, meaning dark-light, there is no English language equivalent.
It embodies an ancient Eastern concept, in which all things exist as inseparable and in perfect harmony.)
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Still Life at Bernhardt Winery (May 2006)– Photo-Artistry by kenne
A bottle of wine
Placed on a gaming table
Bring on the glasses.
— kenne
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Arizona Wild Cotton — Photo-Artistry by kenne
A wildlife still-life
Coupled up on the plants’ leaves
Wild cotton blossom.
— kenne
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Southwestern Still Life — Image by kenne
Wall Shadows
A break with the sun
Not complete, only partial
A heat compromise.
— kenne
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A Shadow Companion — Computer Painting by kenne
Shadow on the wall
a mark soon to fade,
escaping
with the setting sun.
Still-life in the darkness
the magic of light gone,
missing
it’s shadow companion.
Captured and marked
by pixeled contrast,
painting
with a digital palette.
— kenne
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Computer Art by kenne
The great thing in this world
is not so much where we are,
but in what direction we are moving.
— Oliver Wendall Holmes
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Christmas ’05 Still Life — Computer Painting by kenne
“We do not “come into” this world;
we come out of it, as leaves from a tree.”
— Alan Watts
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“just things” — Image by kenne
just things
just things
on the table
nothing special
in the sunlight –
a plant
a candle
a vase
a bookmark
glass art
each having a
story to tell
making just things
something special
creating a way of feeling
out of the ordinary
an instant out of time
holding it still
in the shadows
of yesterday’s dreams
— kenne
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zero and one
zero in nothing
nonentity
one is something
favored
zero is nothingness
it isn’t there
one is being
existence
zero gives meaning
imposing subjectivity
one gives consciousness
imposing objectivity
zero cannot be one
only know one
one cannot be zero
only know zero
zero and one together
shape the imagination
zero and one together
shape the world
— kenne
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Still Life, 2002 — Image by kenne
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Morning Passion — Images by kenne
MORNING PASSION
Lorca’s mode of thought
The demon and the angel
Living the duende.
— kenne
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(First posted November 15, 2012)
Image by kenne
Our Window Of Yesterdays
Like Cinderella’s
Glass slipper
Only one shoe
Had the right fit.
In life’s early years
It took time
Searching
For the right fit —
Trying on
Many different shoes
Before the music
Brought us together.
I
Slipped into you
Tying you
To my body –
Knowing
Only you
Could get so close.
We
Have walked
Many miles
Not always in step
But at the start of each day
You were there.
You
Supported each step
Through the good times
When we danced together
And the bad times
When the music stopped.
Over the years
I knew
Where we were going
You knew
Where we had been
As our souls
Have now worn thin —
Broken
Held together by twin
Only now expressing
The secret face
Of our enter selves.
Having been seduced
By a lover’s
Darkest kiss
No longer laced together —
Merely to be left behind
In the window
Of yesterdays
Kissed only
By tomorrow’s sun.
kenne
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Corner Pub Still Life (2008)– Image by kenne
“The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.”
. . . from One Hundred Years of Solitude, by Gabriel García Márquez
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“Old West Still Life” — Image by kenne
- Adobe Window (kenneturner.com)
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