Jeffers & Surakanti – Aug. 15
Prasanna Surakanti and Janet Little Jeffers traded art and words. Janet shared this image, entitled “Swoop,” with Prasanna:
In response, Prasanna wrote this poem:
Where Life is
smeared, smudged, broken
Fixed
dented, chipped, cracked
Repainted
Restored defigured
used worn torn darned
repaired
reconsented
* * * * *
Prasanna shared this poem with Janet:
Unfledged starling
A baby bird chip chips
for food
bobbing its head into
the air in different positions
Its like many baby birds
asking for food
Looking at the new bird
in the metal enclosure
of parking lot roof
with a little opening
I wonder if a bird mom
ever lays eggs in a place
where the eggs fit but the
born bird might not be
able to come out
Whenever I went that way
I saw the bird gape out
or heard it
Today I went from the other side
of the pole to see that bird
neck up, stuck
between a horizontal beam
and the falling edge of the shed.
If it found it difficult to pull
it head back how did it
jut in there?
I was going to mark the day
I stop hearing the bird as
its first flight day
In response, Janet made this photograph, entitled “Sky, Beckoning”:
My daughter thinks that the sky Beckoning looks like a peacock.