Redd & Crosfield – Nov.13
Lyzzy Redd and Linda Crosfield traded art and words. Linda shared this piece, “She Sleeps,” with Lyzzy:
In response, Lyzzy wrote this poem:
The Labyrinth
A creak of the mind,
a clutch of the
head, wondering when
the pain will end.
She manifests herself,
and perhaps the labyrinth
too. These walls
echo the past,
each holding a frame, showing
what was
or was not,
and her thoughts muddle further.
Fading already.
It must be easier
to sleep. At least then
her mind controls its
own,
but the hands tangled in her hair
still cannot navigate
the winding
trails.
Each step creaks beneath her,
and she clutches harder.
* * * * *
Lyzzy shared this poem with Linda:
Swallowing
Why don’t we save each other
first by talking, laughing, crying
then by unzipping
finally by merging one with the other
over the busy street of
distractions
Why don’t we begin what should have
happened at the start
by touching the other’s collarbone
and swallowing what
belongs to us
In response, Linda created this collage, entitled “Busy Street of Distractions”: