You really captured this well, Laurie, I can see what izzy is thinking and I'm thinking of the pesticides, how it will appear as we have food but really it is tainted by poisons and a cancer-causing killer. Thanks for making me think!!
The knife and the perspective (elevated) from which the scene is captured draw attention to the person on the other side of the table, the one we cannot see.
I love your poem. Brief and loaded with varied interpretive potential.
The tiny details are the most important to a killer, someone hiding in shadows, a person suffering in darkness---the nuances become the whole of life; there IS no big picture anymore, only seconds, only fractions and fractures of time and mind.
"autumn colors" ... The feast before the famine; the harvest before the end of time/life/season.
Are the hungry the elusive, or is the "food" elusive, just beyond grasp?
I love "haunting stability." The darkness being endured, the hunger, the pain---the depression and possibly mental illness somehow enables this person to survive. This makes me think of Sleeping With the Enemy. The battle of the cans---lined up or knocked over to maintain sanity, depending on the keeper of the pantry.
This is all about control and the fine line walked between barely functional and completely insane.
whew you set quite the tension in just a few lines...that internal darkness will def cause you to do some things you might not otherwise...and that plays well against the knife at the end....well done laurie...
I enjoyed the subtle but shadowy places your poem describes. Then your last line, queues the killer!! Not a celebration of Mothers' Day after all. (hee hee). Thanks for this dramatic response, Laurie. =D
Yes, you did express the feeling I share with you that all is not as it appears; 'as elusive as shadows haunting stability'. The knife and the shadows all point towards the young people. Mmmmm.
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Excellent response, Laurie. We both saw that knife's potential.
Ah...the knife does stand out doesn't it? Killer last line!
Zowie...didn't see that coming!
That last line brought the chills ~ Nice one ~
Killer ? hmm- of plants and food- interesting! thanks.
You really captured this well, Laurie, I can see what izzy is thinking and I'm thinking of the pesticides, how it will appear as we have food but really it is tainted by poisons and a cancer-causing killer.
Thanks for making me think!!
You have really captured the raw brutality of the colour in this work of art.
Beautiful and haunting simplicity. You can really capture the mood.
the knife is what shows direction and perspective in the art
quick heat quick art
Come to the dark side....hehe
Nice capture Laurie!
The knife and the perspective (elevated) from which the scene is captured draw attention to the person on the other side of the table, the one we cannot see.
I love your poem. Brief and loaded with varied interpretive potential.
The tiny details are the most important to a killer, someone hiding in shadows, a person suffering in darkness---the nuances become the whole of life; there IS no big picture anymore, only seconds, only fractions and fractures of time and mind.
"autumn colors" ... The feast before the famine; the harvest before the end of time/life/season.
Are the hungry the elusive, or is the "food" elusive, just beyond grasp?
I love "haunting stability." The darkness being endured, the hunger, the pain---the depression and possibly mental illness somehow enables this person to survive. This makes me think of Sleeping With the Enemy. The battle of the cans---lined up or knocked over to maintain sanity, depending on the keeper of the pantry.
This is all about control and the fine line walked between barely functional and completely insane.
Imaginative, creative take on the prompt...
whew you set quite the tension in just a few lines...that internal darkness will def cause you to do some things you might not otherwise...and that plays well against the knife at the end....well done laurie...
Love those last lines!
yow- I never saw the knife coming-excellent!
With knives like that they sure looked intimidating. That's why the kids are glum? Nice twist to the prompt. Great write, Laurie!
Hank
I so enjoyed this plan for the knife, and not just to slice the fruits and vegetables! Spooky!
That's one haunting poem!
Primitive emotion you uncovered here...
loved the tension you captured in this...x
Yeah i think the adversary is definitely present here, Laurie .
You really nailed this... they say if there's a knife in a scene..it's got to be used...clever!
I enjoyed the subtle but shadowy places your poem describes. Then your last line, queues the killer!! Not a celebration of Mothers' Day after all. (hee hee). Thanks for this dramatic response, Laurie. =D
So much spoken in such few words....great writing Laurie!! :-)
Terrific view of this image! It bursts with surprise.
Really don't want to know who is standing on the other side of the table ... the knife handle is ready to grab! Great poem ...
Beautifully done. I really enjoyed its double turn, both of which surprised me.
Although my eye was drawn to all that bright colored fruit, that did not not hide the pensive faces and that knife. Your words hit the mark.
Yes, you did express the feeling I share with you that all is not as it appears; 'as elusive as shadows haunting stability'. The knife and the shadows all point towards the young people. Mmmmm.
Laurie ... wow. I like how words like "internal" and "obscurity" and "elusive" and "stability" lull the reader and then bam! Ha ha. Cool schtuff.
Dark and delicious!
The painting and your poem--what a combo! Powerful perspective.
Powerful and intelligent.
Loved it.
=)
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