A little progress on this piece...
I like how the glass fragment looks like
a sleepy eye.
"Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?
Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)--
Though some savants make earth include the sky;
And blue so far above us comes so high,
It only gives our wish for blue a whet."
(Robert Frost: Fragmentary Blue)
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The closer blue is intimate.
I just left a fragment of a Robert Frost poem on someone's blog!
Maybe a fragment for you too? "And if you listen, you can hear blue in wind over water and wherever flax blooms and when evening steps into lonely rooms." Mary O'Neill
so, i've been meaning to ask: which comes first with you: the poem or the cloth? lovely, fun piece, btw.
Closer blue is nice - is there close, closer, closest for all colours, I wonder - or is especially fitting for blue... Thank you, Debg, makes we want to read the whole poem (lovely thought, that one can HEAR blue)... the cloth comes first, Jeanne (but the poem´s close at it´s heels...)
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