quietness detected / the blue luminosity of stars / objects of art hung in the balance / accustomed to the moment.
I love the play and unpredictable nature of black-out poetry, you never know the direction the poem might take you. The magic of this particular poem for me happened when the Orion constellation appeared after creating this celestial theme poem. I had just painted in background when at once I “saw” Orion’s belt in the words “objects of art.” I noticed some of the other words matched in similar positions to certain stars in the Orion constellation. The words chosen to create this poem evolved from the night sky, but the fact that they also created (near perfectly) the constellation Orion-a picture in the sky, an object of art so to speak-was, to me, a truly astronomical outcome.