Full Moon May 7, 2020
Moon of Countless Flowers
If art matters
if leafless trees have collective coursing visions
if the canopy of sky overhead
is more our mind than an object
then sitting still is good.
If your species overreaches
if the industrial din obscures the essential bond
if each moment of being, upon examination,
offers no resistance to luminosity
then standing outside in May is good.
If compulsion grows insistent, claustrophobic
if the web of clinging weighs
if beauty & connection appears distant
beyond a sick & gauzy veil
then walking without aim is good.
If the inward journey calls
if patterns re-trench & hopelessness floods
if magic evaporates, electricity burns too blue
& this universe of yours goes static
then lying down & asking for a dream is good.
Offer a flower
offer a moon
offer a blade of grass
offer a spiral of cells
offer an orgasm
offer a meal
offer a bed
offer a path
that is ordinary, gentle, patient, generous.
Let sitting, standing, walking & lying down
be moon flowers, dream offerings,
boundless gifts, love, art.
Give full attention
to all that comes.
Poem by Qayyum Johnson
Painting by Suiko McCall – suiko.art
She Who Cuts What Clings, 2020. Wild grape and red onion on paper, 9×9″.