“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.”Robert Fulghum
We may not alway know where we are going but we can hope that the wind will find our wings and carry us to new adventures along the way. We can also hope that in times of destruction artist create something to remind us all we are in this thread of life together.
Keep the Faith
Gesso
Hope
Hope is the way my heart beats
when I remember you.
I am the poet with ink stained hands,
I speak to the bird in my heart
and try to remember her sound,
I see through torn eyes and dark webs
sculpting my golden verbs with ancient songs.
I am the poet who breaks hearts
and blends them back together
with magic and herbs and butterfly wings.
Hope is a beautiful drug ___
____ and when you stand on the edge of a cliff
anything can happen.
My baby was feeling dark
so I brought him to the desert
and gave him to the sun.
Now he lays next to me
his back like the shore of an island,
strong like a viking
his body a nest for my flesh,
his eyes timber for the fire,
his kiss ____ flint turned to flames.
His faith gives me flight
his hope dissolves my hopelessness.
He memorized the words of my favorite writer
and when I was laying in his arms
I read these words upon his chest:
“I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.”
I watch him as he sleeps
I trace his outline with my hands:
I can taste my hunger
craving like salt,
the wanting
like water
his breath ____ a southern breeze.
It’s been so long
since I have wanted someone in this way,
hope is a beautiful drug.
Poem © Gesso Cocteau
(For kuʻu aloha C __ even before you found me
I knew I belonged to you.)
Art©- Roberto Ferri
Poem from ‘Stranded Heart and Other Sorrows’
Release date Summer 2022
I like the Classical Greek in You.
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Farhana Akhter
November 01, 2021
Marvelous Gesso! Love this. Hope often lasts longer than it should, keeps us tied.