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Elusive A moment takes flight You lean in crane your neck eyes riveted on the fading sight until the dot vanishes in a cloud. You would dash, sprint, gallop if pounding heart and panting breath could recall the radiant angel that sailed into the shallow of the marsh wings filling azure blue like daisies unfurling their petals, infusing your own sky with white luster, folding softly as chiffon wrapping you in reverie. A moment swept away Still, this remains: a pressing into your memory like a rare and precious flower the colour of serenity. Love’s Nature An Ojibwe legend tells the story of the beautiful Star Maiden, who fell from the sky into the water. When she splashed down, she transformed into the first water lily. Do you see it? Star Maiden falling from the sky plunging into placid pool… a rebirth! petals taper skyward, paying homage to their Source while cradling sachets of their destiny scent and color clarion calls to bees and butterflies dragonflies and beetles: Come drink, dip into the cup of rich sweet nectar and quench your thirst. They leave signatures of gratitude, lavish showers of gold stardust to sink with fading flower into murky water a journey into dormancy, until the seeds are ready to reawaken, pads and flowers forming, rising from the muck to float and flourish on the liquid mirror. I dare you lean over the edge. Do you see yourself reflected in the infinite cycle of nurturing Love? Rising Stout body, slate gray with flecks of copper tapers to a slender curved neck small head sporting a crimson cap at the other end, a swanky tufted bustle drooping over your rump. You rise from river’s edge neck stretching forward into the wind wings fling out, expand my sense of awe. Legs trailing you propel yourself into an aerial creature of balletic grace. Are you rising to join the swoop of cranes fleeing winter to holiday in Mexico? riding thermals to higher and higher heights until you fade from view all the while blending your voice in a choir of resonant rattling calls or perhaps you are leaping in exuberant hope that your mate will be enamoured and moved to dance with you, bobbing, bowing, fanning wings, tossing grass, calling garooo-a-a-ah the sweet tango of avian love! Wild Rivers Veins of the earth release solidity of blue ice to orange-hot sun fire, currents pulse again, channels open, nourish the greening of trees and unfurling of fiddleheads. Scent of white cedar suffuses my breath, butterflies emerge, a silky wing caresses my cheek and in my ear an ethereal song of pure light and red poppies flow through my own chilled veins. On the morning horizon the mauve of mallows, a blossoming of awe. Liz Kornelsen Liz Kornelsen is a prairie poet and the author of Arc of Light and Shadow: Poems with Art (2021). Previous publications include Wild Whispers and The Braided Way. She has been known to lose track of time hiking, skiing, gardening, dancing or meandering through art galleries. To dance lightly on the earth in solitude, with humans, or with other forms of nature, is one of her greatest joys. Visit the artist at https://genevie-henderson.pixels.com/.
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Amanda Le Rougetel
8/4/2025 06:44:20 am
What beautifully evocative lines you have written, Liz. Your poems take me into, through and beyond the images created by the artist. Write on!
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Liz Kornelsen
8/4/2025 08:51:56 pm
Thanks Amanda!
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Julie Michaud
8/4/2025 11:38:44 pm
You have given such lush imagery and meaning to these gorgeous paintings, Liz!
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Liz Kornelsen
9/2/2025 03:34:17 pm
Thank you, Julie!
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Julie Michaud
9/7/2025 04:22:26 pm
I love your poetry. Liz and the paintings are so beautiful!! 😍 Your comment will be posted after it is approved.
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