Stormy Season

The lines on this postcard are chilling and prescient. I will repeat them.

                'when the storm comes     

                all history rolls up in a ball 

                all tomorrow was never heard of 

                and the now impossibility grins'

            

             - from Alan Harris, Storm (2000)

Nature, a man's nature, the nature of the situation all seem to have coalesced at this moment in time.

I doubt Cascadia was in predictive mode. We are in a stormy season.

Thanks for the provocative card and the beautiful indigo imagery.

 

Stormy Season

Great to be introduced to Al Harris, the poet Caascadia Artpost quotes on his atmospheric but troubling card. The world is stormy, figuratively and literally: Mugabe in Zimbabwe; an earthquake in South Korea. I expect the pall of thefires still hangs around south of Cascadia, too.

In england we talk about the weather lots.  East Anglia, where I live, is the driest part of the UK.  It is drizzling at the moment.  I'm kind of high (for the barely above sea-level county) and the wind whips around often.

I got my winter clothes out today.  Before long it might even be cold enough for me to light the fire in the studio.

You can learn about Al and find his poems here: http://www.alharris.com/poems/support/storm.htm