shadow

Her by Judith Graham

Pen and Ink drawing

Judith Graham

“I live and work in Millbrook Ontario, drawing inspiration from the land and the people who belong to it. I write poetry, draw and paint, and frequently combine words with images.”

Life drawing in pen and ink
Judith Graham

When light falls from above
my shoulders wear the shadow of my head.
My belly creates its own shadow wrap and dark triangles form under breasts, between fingers.

Breathing and other tiny movements add the time dimension.
No drawing, no photo, no movie, no experience can ever be complete.
May as well represent simple shapes in black and white,
they are hard enough to grasp.

Unspoken shadows cast by poems
where are they worn?

Time flows by from one end of the page to the other.
No poem, no description, no story, no experience can ever be complete.
May as well struggle with simple metaphor,
that is hard enough to grasp.

When light falls from above
my shoulders wear the shadow of my head.
The body reveals its’ story in an alphabet of curves and angles,
most of what we say never makes it into words.