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Susan Kelly-DeWitt: Frangible Operas
Tonight the bells of the flowers ring out, five peals for five petals, the dusky throats of the mystery of blue flowers, crying out to be heard as you pass them where they glow in the center of a polished oak table. And if the table is a Feng Shui bagua for mapping one round section of this particular earth, these flowers are nothing less than the center of their
own blue universe—breathing in even the deep blues inside you now, exhaling wholeness with their pollens and shadows; so loudly you stop, forget where you were going—toward a kitchen cupboard, a clear glass tumbler, the muted sounds of the tap—hear only the flowers’ blue chimes, their plangent xylophones, frangible operas.
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Former Wallace Stegner Fellow, Susan Kelly-DeWitt is a poet and visual artist who lives in Sacramento, California.
Copyright 2024 Susan Kelly-DeWitt. From Frangible Operas (Gunpowder Press, 2024)
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“these flowers are nothing less than the center of their
own blue universe—breathing in even the deep blues inside you now”
Ah! Yes💙
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what a gorgeous capturing of that moment of being captured!
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a gorgeous capturing, yes.
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I love how the flowers breathe in the blue inside the you and how it all becomes a music the blue flowers center. You capture one of those everyday sacred moments when we feel the mystery and wholeness of things.
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Glad to see you here, Mary!
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Thank you for your lovely, evocative dialogue with the music of blue flowers. I’ll try to pay closer attention to their frangible and plangent songs. The world needs their opera and their xylophones, doesn’t it?
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the music of blue flowers. yes!
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