A couple of years ago, I collaborated with the poet/artist Richard Leach. He allowed me to “respond” to his poem with visuals and sound. Richard is a diverse artist and his poetry can sometimes be whimsical and thoughtful at the same time.
Seven Jungles of Bells can be found in his book At This Time: http://www.lulu.com/shop/richard-leach/at-this-time/paperback/product-23494265.html
For my interpretation, I included photographs from the Hubble Site which are public domain, home studio produced sounds, and NLR video effects chicanery.
Richard also writes blues poetry of which I have made music for over the years. He also creates collage art:
Seven Jungles of Bells from Mark Wade on Vimeo.
Oh my how the road
Can become dark so quickly What once was well illuminated Now stands in crushed shadows
But we know our steps
And have walked the terrain In previous journeys The river still waits Its banks overflow With expectation
Standing in the cool foam
A thousand tree limbs rush by Debris from summer’s memory Washing away forgotten voices
It all looked so dark
A moment ago But I knew when I arrived, I remembered Some things are so much stronger So much more reliable Than I will ever be
The Joy of Light
We are all grass
Among many grasses The lone portrait Is a lie We live Among the thickets Thriving In the dust Always at the ready To fight or die In darkness Death keeps us still In deep shadows We grope For knowledge And assurance When the light comes We rejoice The celebration Of life Of color Of comforting revelation
Straight of of the camera photography – Botanicals – Mission Trails San Diego – Music “Touch the Stars” By me, poem, by me ©2018 Mark Steven Wade