01. giugno 2012
Link: http://www.adelgorgy.com/ _____________________________________________________ HOT MOON The maize is shin high behind the fences of the village by the lake, and in the blue haze above the mouth of the river seagulls call in the sun, climb and fall where waters meet waters and fish lie over ledge. LEWIS TURCO From: "Twelve Moons" series Link: http://www.lewisturco.net/
31. maggio 2012
Expressions of wholeness – From Rhythm to Form The abstract paintings of Marsha Solomon By Mary Gorgy Through the abstract paintings of Marsha Solomon, the viewer enters an alternate space where thoughts are quieted and emotions are evoked by color and line, predominantly circles of completeness. Her portfolio of works titled From Rhythm to Form follow a simple yet powerful formula, in which colors form shapes through interactions and absences. Each painting expresses simplicity, building...
30. maggio 2012
Link: http://www.lalitkjain.com/ ____________________________________________________ SNOW MOON Wind calls over the lake; snow rises to the voice of air falling and falling. The deer circle and fold among the oaks of the forest, their eyes shining in the moon. There is nothing but sifting among the maples and the sharp echo of a branch breaking. The otchock is in its lair sleeping and listening in its sleep to hear if a shadow should fall above or if a footfall should drift into its dream of...
30. maggio 2012
Cross-Cultural Communications Art & Poetry Series Broadside ____________________________________________________ OCTOBER GOLD from the Portfolio “Rhythms . . . Water to Fall” by Adel Gorgy Autumn . . . colors awake as the trees begin to fall to sleep. Leaves shake with the breezes turned to coming winter winds. Mauve and green and yellow striate the remains of Indian Summer. October captures the last rays of gold. —Stanley H. Barkan (October 16, 2011)
17. maggio 2012
Link: http://www.adelgorgy.com/ _____________________________________________________ Flower Moon The sun blossoms in the sky, and the woodsflowers blossom. Herbs bloom in the gardens. All day light falls until shadows fall with the failing west. Then a yellow flare fires the clouds over the lake, sets the waves afire. Upon the shore the boats lie among the voices of children skipping stones over the water; the moon skims into the east washing silver into the wood, shadow into the stone —...
15. maggio 2012
"The Four Elements" - copyright ADEL GORGY, Long Island, N.Y. Link: http://www.adelgorgy.com/ _____________________________________________________ ‘Thalatta, Thalatta’ (The Sea! The Sea!) Waves roll in at my window. The sun sets: Silence. The sea is my mirror: My face is the ocean. Twilight descends: Great gulls are swooping. The storm is brewing: Turn, Tide, Turn The storm is abating: Small terns are soaring. Daylight approaches: The ocean is my face. My mirror is the sea: Silence. The...
01. maggio 2012
___________________________________ Link: http://www.adelgorgy.com/ ________________________________________________ Cross-Cultural Communications Art & Poetry Series Broadside ________________________________________________ My Daughter at 14, Christmas Dance Panic in your face, you write questions to ask him. When he arrives, you are serene, your fear unbetrayed. How unlike me you are. After the dance, I see your happiness; he holds your hand. Though you barely speak, your body pulses...
17. aprile 2012
Cross-Cultural Communications Art & Poetry Series Broadside LATE FALL AT ROSLYN POND from the Portfolio “Rhythms . . . Water to Fall” by Adel Gorgy Plastered on the wind merging with the pond, all the birch, maple, and oak leaves— reddish, brown, yellow, dark green— end of Autumn saga. Soon the trees will be bare branched, and the snow and ice will dominate. But, for now, just the joy of leaves. —Stanley H. Barkan (October 16, 2011)
13. aprile 2012
INFINITY Infinity can travel linger in the present and wander into the future, returning to give advice on how to conduct ourselves in the present with hindsight and foresight. Think of the mistakes I could avoid: present future (those past are too late). Yet I’d rather be foolish and do without the perspective Infinity can bring, make my mistakes as usual and face the consequences like everyone else. AERONWY THOMAS
29. marzo 2012
___________________________________________ "Cross-Cultural Communications Art & Poetry Series Broadside" _____________________________________________________ PICASSO EXHIBIT IN SAN FRANCISCO Picasso, you have left your mark- painting imagination’s metaphors with such brute force, breaking all the rules like an earth giant, smashing tradition and stale concept. You crafted with the cunning of a bestial sophisticate, the paintings the world so admires, exhibiting a ruthless artistry with...