NovPAD Day 30 (and…) & submission to Visual Verse
This month’s image is by Kabiyur Rahman Riyad and you can see it here
disaster unfolds in the everyday spinning of shapes a car on its side its fling of glass petals and pooling oil mirrors an owl’s hunter carnage, beak’s scrimmage in the body’s loops & worms. Our palms’ blood cups resolution tight as wrinkles until the falling away hope’s wrist disintegrates & control takes flight from the mind we are helpless dandled on occasion’s fingertips
Out of the Cave 
Gosh, this is a powerful piece. This phrase “an owl’s hunter carnage, beak’s scrimmage” is like that odd need to look at a car crash, and thank ones stars that you’re safe.
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Thanks so much Misky. Yes I think it came from an accident we saw yesterday morning. Glad you like this one. I submitted it to V V so it was written in under an hour.
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Wow. This is fantastic. It reminds me there is chaos in any system. I really love the second half, beginning with,
cups resolution
tight as wrinkles
until the falling away
and ending with,
dandled on
occasion’s fingertips
You’re endings are the best!
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Thanks so much Bob! So glad you like it. Especially that you like the second half. That’s great. And thanks a million about my endings.
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I like the visceral feel of this, the unravelling —and the intriguing title —
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Thank’s John. Did you look at the image? A very strange/pared back image.
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No, I haven’t; will do so now
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The flick of the writer chaos not inside and outside. This is the real creepy stuff captured effortlessly.
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Thank you K. 🙂
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You’re very welcome.
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