Catherine Zickgraf
Ornithopteresque
My images are
not tied down heavily enough, an anchor needed, like breeze
through cinder block eye sockets, like wind pressed through
your clothes-pinned socks or threaded through the flag on
your brick façade. And maybe they’re mechanical at best,
ornithopteresque: like faux avian forelimbs—when my images
should spread genuine feathers to lift the skeletal idea.
through cinder block eye sockets, like wind pressed through
your clothes-pinned socks or threaded through the flag on
your brick façade. And maybe they’re mechanical at best,
ornithopteresque: like faux avian forelimbs—when my images
should spread genuine feathers to lift the skeletal idea.
But may they be useful:
Grandmom is allergic to flora and fauna, so I describe daffodils
from sheets of sunshine. Thus she avoids the grasping phalanges
of bulb roots sucking minerals through dirt-rust and lime streaks—
caterpillar pipe-cleaner for a stem. I describe for her a puff of
seeds swirling up, sticking to my idea with the transverse moths
and desiccate, cocooned flies
Grandmom is allergic to flora and fauna, so I describe daffodils
from sheets of sunshine. Thus she avoids the grasping phalanges
of bulb roots sucking minerals through dirt-rust and lime streaks—
caterpillar pipe-cleaner for a stem. I describe for her a puff of
seeds swirling up, sticking to my idea with the transverse moths
and desiccate, cocooned flies
