Crevasses: Untitled & Incomplete

This was my second attempt at collaging multiple pictures of the ground opening or breaking through. Isn’t it too square? It was for what I experienced of the vastness and fecundity of the ground. I didn’t know how to both fill the page and get it beyond the page.

I became exasperated searching for plants who were not as intertwined with other plants and who I’d captured with clean enough edges to isolate it and allow it to jut into the white border like that one green leaf. And most of all, I didn’t have the patience for it not to be ordered.

Some quick words to accompany this attempt:

earth

opens despite

grounds we’ve built

to keep it reminding

us we don’t possess

imagination profound

or fecund enough

to bring forth

ecstasy

Since I couldn’t overcome the limitation of the photos I’d taken and their edges, I played with them, and saw a different landscape that spoke to me.

The edges of a couple of the pictures I took became mountaintops and a familiar picturesque portrayal of the ground came into view - one that always hints that there is more to see on the other side.

A “rough around the edges” poem to accompany this attempt:

gratitude

for not yet turning the page

for the mountain in sight

but not over

for a space where I don’t see too much

and my only task

is to walk*

*move/crawl/rest/ take in the valley