I used to make abstract art--which needed an explanation. And now I'm writing poetry so that I can skip right to the explanation without having to make the art. So If I have to explain the poetry too, then I'm back to where I started which is up poetry blog creek without a keyboard----
Explanation: This is a poem about my first thanksgiving as a wife. I cooked a very good turkey, stuffing and a ton of other good things. I also stopped to make some fine art with the off cast vegetable clippings.
I sliced clean through.
I ran with the wet stalk into the studio,
painted it with sepia ink,
and printed it
on 100 percent cotton rag board.
Mingled with metallic iridescent powder,
it ran into shades of peach blossom dusk.
Every year I will
print my celery from the stuffing.
In time, I will build a wall of
Thanksgiving celery prints!
A decade hence is one lone celery print.
A beacon of a good artist's intentions.
Tucked away in my sketchbook
in the storage room
of the basement.