Lightning in a cloud gleams
and hovers
in a suspension of time
between one blink of the eye
and the next
illuminating the dark flood
of the encroaching night.
– percy at shadow of iris
lightning
[Creatively adapted from Percy Bysshe Shelley's Alastor]
Hopped over here from Tikulis blog. Really enjoyed reading you poems. Beautifully written !
This Shelley idea is pretty neat…are you going to do Ode To The West Wind? Been a fave since high school, when i read and analyzed it for the lit class while ripped on LSD. What a writer! Him and Moorcock are the only things I was ever able to read and enjoy much of during that ah phase of things. Your adaptation here made me think of this Hawkwind track: partly for the lightning and partly for the awesome force of causation hidden in the rest. We in the light of our minds do just that; we briefly, sharply illumine and define the roiling black.
I think it’s probably what we’re here for, among other things.
Thanks for the poem –
PG
@Ruchira:
Thank you so much for stopping by!
@Old 333:
Neat video, thanks. I am a fan of Moorcock as well, especially the Elric books. Neat thoughts, Peter …