The Listener
someone.
25091990

addictions
neil.gaiman
haruki.murakami

microphone





fast forward
ada
derek
moses
thr-3e
wai.han
wei.yang
yunyi

playlist
Short Story VIII
Short Story VII
Interlude IX
Short Story VI
Interlude VIII
Interlude VII
Short Story V
Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out
Short Story IV
Short Story III

rewind
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
November 2008

Random Rambles




The dark of the blue blacks
pushed away
pushed out
to make space for the amber and orange
already spreading
from the center

And so, everything is washed away
the choppy sea, the slave ship
with the miserable slaves
away, now in the corner of the eye
soon out of the canvas
as we only see the
upcoming
sunlight

A new day
begins
as soon as we get to the sunlight

but is it sunrise?
or sundown?

~
Ok, this poem is basically a reaction to J.M.W. Turner's painting entitled 'Slave Ship'(1840). Turner is a painter that paints in the sublime style; he was also renowned for his oils and British watercolour landscape paintings. He can be said to be one of Britain's most famous and talented painters.

(ooh~the strangest things ade is learning and the random things it inspires her to write about) =D


=) | Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 3:01 PM |