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About This Author
My name is Joy, and I love to write.
Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground.
 
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Everyday Canvas
"Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself."
CHARLIE CHAPLIN
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
David Whyte
This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts.
December 30, 2023 at 12:24pm December 30, 2023 at 12:24pm
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Prompt:
Let this quote inspire your entry today: “I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn’t show.” — Andrew Wyeth
Or discuss Wyeth's work if you need more inspiration.
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What most amazes me about Wyeth is his point of view or rather the angle he looks at his subjects. It may be from the top or the side or at an angle that is somewhat off and uncanny, too. Yet with his unusual and peculiar sight, he reaches at an insight about his subjects that no run-of-the-mill painter can.
Having expressed my awe of him, I have to say, I don't agree with him about winter and fall. He may feel "the bone structure of the landscape" but I only feel the cold and the wind.
Although fall is a season of breathtaking beauty with its palette of warm hues, it is also a warning sign of the impending cold of winter. The falling leaves, are quite picturesque, and although I loved them much earlier in my life, I now see them as a symbol of decay and endings, which evokes feelings of melancholy in me. Granted, this must have something to do with the many years of life I've had. The only reason I didn't like fall during my much more youthful times was that I associated it with the return to routine. Later on came my allergies against pollen and mold spores which didn't help.
As to winter, reduced light in most days plays a role in affecting my mood as it does many other people who may even fall into depression called, Seasonal Affective Disorder. On top of it all, raw, biting cold and shorter days often mean illnesses like the flu, plus discomfort and inconvenience. Yet, watching the snow covered everything and especially the trees from behind a window in a warm room is also precious. Still, this splendid view is not enough for oldies like me to like the winter season.
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