"The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead."

-W.H. Auden

Tuesday, May 16, 2023

Eyes Open

"As if something out there seemed to take notice"

It's been a year since the Mothwing Collective came into the world, and our explorations of the bright side of the eerie are still going strong. To say more about what the bright eerie is, and what it means, is an ongoing project that will come in time, but for now, here (hopefully, for your pleasure) are more pictures. Never fear, our eyes are open and watching the horizon.

Spectral speculations.
"I dreamt I called you from the past."  

(And I did dream it, via some secret line from 1988 into now, and I told the story of all that happened between the times of your birth and mine, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember a word.)
Rearranging geometries and breaking invisible sightlines.

Fate hums along wires
Beacon, signal, silent invisible
Lunar lucidity
Hidden turnings. 
Lens flare as Aldebaran, striding across the star map. 

More mothwingy images next post. Count on it. 

3 comments:

  1. Words and stories and histories intermixed, traces moments collaged before and after, nodes of fate, windows of time. A presence always there, now coming into focus.... The two scenes flicker together, become sharper, halo'd still with after image and haunted other, stay bright and eerie....

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    1. "Nodes of fate and windows of time" sounds like a time travel spell (and maybe it is! :) )

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