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INSIDE STORY…Picture-poems exhibition online

Mutahar Williams writes...

Years ago I gathered my best nature poems and asked UK Subud artist Sofiah Garrard if she’d illustrate them. She produced a series of exquisite etchings which went in a book - “Witness.”

Last year Sofiah asked me if I’d be willing to write poems for her silk and paper collages. I said Yes. She emailed me a batch and the process began. I love her pictures. They’re richly colored, whimsical, and ornamental. I found them very inspiring. The exhibition is hosted by Green Chair Gallery, online only with global reach. It runs from 1 October to 18 November 2011, and you can find the advance link in our Forthcoming Exhibitions section. On 1 October it'll come onstream automatically from http://www.facebook.com/l/aAQA4O50BAQAsTA984YmmLotqSr1rv6Lr84FBK-LLG7izGg/www.greenchair-gallery.co.uk

“Picture-poems, An Inside Story” features thirty of these picture- and-poem collaborations. It’s hosted by Green Chair Gallery, an online gallery with global reach. It runs from 1 October to 18 November 2011. You can find the advance link in the Forthcoming Exhibitions section. On 1 October it'll come onstream automatically from http://www.facebook.com/l/aAQA4O50BAQAsTA984YmmLotqSr1rv6Lr84FBK-LLG7izGg/www.greenchair-gallery.co.uk
I hope you visit and enjoy the show.

Alley cat

When windows click black
When ticking cars return to stillness
When dogs twitch in their sleep
When lovers kiss
and melt into one another’s dreams
then the city, it is mine. It is my kingdom.

I am the shape at the back of the shadows
the lean mean thorn-clawed spy
licking the wrappings on sidewalks
crumbs on your patios, rats lured by garbage.

Think not of me as I slink past your windows.
Think not of me as the night rain drenches my fleas
as winter numbs the streets with its breath.
Think not of your kin
sprawled in doorways
booze for warmth, and memories
the only ones in this dark world
who know me.

Mutahar Williams writes...

Years ago I gathered my best nature poems and asked UK Subud artist Sofiah Garrard if she’d illustrate them. She produced a series of exquisite etchings which went in a book - “Witness.”

Last year Sofiah asked me if I’d be willing to write poems for her silk and paper collages. I said Yes. She emailed me a batch and the process began. I love her pictures. They’re richly colored, whimsical, and ornamental. I found them very inspiring. The exhibition is hosted by Green Chair Gallery, online only with global reach. It runs from 1 October to 18 November 2011, and you can find the advance link in our Forthcoming Exhibitions section. On 1 October it'll come onstream automatically from http://www.facebook.com/l/aAQA4O50BAQAsTA984YmmLotqSr1rv6Lr84FBK-LLG7izGg/www.greenchair-gallery.co.uk

“Picture-poems, An Inside Story” features thirty of these picture- and-poem collaborations. It’s hosted by Green Chair Gallery, an online gallery with global reach. It runs from 1 October to 18 November 2011. You can find the advance link in the Forthcoming Exhibitions section. On 1 October it'll come onstream automatically from http://www.facebook.com/l/aAQA4O50BAQAsTA984YmmLotqSr1rv6Lr84FBK-LLG7izGg/www.greenchair-gallery.co.uk
I hope you visit and enjoy the show.

 

 

 

 

Alley cat

When windows click black
When ticking cars return to stillness
When dogs twitch in their sleep
When lovers kiss
and melt into one another’s dreams
then the city, it is mine. It is my kingdom.

I am the shape at the back of the shadows
the lean mean thorn-clawed spy
licking the wrappings on sidewalks
crumbs on your patios, rats lured by garbage.

Think not of me as I slink past your windows.
Think not of me as the night rain drenches my fleas
as winter numbs the streets with its breath.
Think not of your kin
sprawled in doorways
booze for warmth, and memories
the only ones in this dark world
who know me.