Monday, 11 April 2016

on Solaris...

Andrei Tarkovsky's Solaris poster - 1972
Details HERE
Plot summary HERE

out there
some intelligence

but whose

a collective
bowl of the cosmos
where some universal conscience
without past, present or future

it simply

a personal reservoir
of shades and lights
living in formless

imagine finding
a wife
for ten years



Poetry form: free verse

Linking to:
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads - Out of Standard - Soviet Kitsch


Ellecee said...

The age old question "what IS out there? Alternate universes? The possibilities abound. Your very interesting poem is thought provoking and leads us to wonder,,,

brudberg said...

Oh yes.. we found the same movie.. and yes what is that entity... there is something so chilling of being controlled... yet the lull of being back with something lost is so tempting...

Hannah said...

a collective
bowl of the cosmos
where some universal conscience

Love this...well done!

Anonymous said...

I think I saw the movie but cannot be sure in this "personal reservoir
of shades and lights"

- an imaginative take on the theme

Raivenne said...

Ah yes, what IS out thing? Do we really want to know? I am definitely of the "be careful what you ask for" school of thought on this. The devil you know versus the alien you don't?

Anonymous said...

I'm listening to this now (again) on my kindle. Like your choice and the poem.

Susie Clevenger said...

We don't know what is stored where. They say spoken words go out in the universe and keep spinning into infinity. Nice work!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Whoa, that ending is a kicker! Loved it. I actually saw what could only have been a UFO one time...with my hovered soundlessly over the back field for 40 minutes then slowly moved away - so sound of engine or any noise one would expect to keep it aloft.

De said...

I like the way this spills down, with subtle rhyme.

Isadora Gruye said...

You had me at bowl of cosmos! What a great source of material, and what a rich piece you brought to the table. Viva la and thanks for posting to the out of standard.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Hmmm, sounds fascinating. Maybe I have to catch up with this!

Adam said...

Thoroughly enjoyed this one!

Anonymous said...

Board me on that cosmic bus! It's amazing how imaginations of outermost so correspond to those of innermost -- the Celtic sidhe was an eternal place right under our feet -- and this "personal reservoir" is somewhere west of the sun and east of the heart's moon. When do we go? Great stuff Gemma!

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