Studying the Eye, In sight and
the Touch of Seeing
The Rhythm of Insight, Seeing-In — 1000 Eyes —
of Storytelling, the Rippling of Imagination
I was looking into the eyes of a dragonfly that I’d arranged on a mapping, a cartographic
brush-drawing of a circle stroke of containment.
That stroke, an enso,
is a meditation on completion and fullness, in the balance of nothingness.
I see the rich raven-black of the strokes seeping into the fabric, and they bleed into a tiny multiplicity of micro-strokes and tendrils, as the ink trails out, following the line. There is a symbolism in the weaving of ideas. One stroke, feathers along the warp and weft, to lay out, in a matrix of inked runnels — the idea seeps into lines of threading known and unknown, grasped and held — distantly touched in the capillary gathering of the ink, long those lines. Like storytelling — and the hold it makes, moving out in the rippling of telling. There is a synchrony between the strokes of the enso, the architecture of their explosive distribution and the wings and designed brilliance of the odonata.
In my world, a whorled view,
the idea of the stroke and the energy of a drawing —
could be the live-wired framing of the armature of a living being —
the spirited spatter lines become pulses, heart rhythms, quivering sensation.
Others espy a more direct assemblage of designed thinking,
and the emblems of outcome.
I never seem to think quite that way, or Kurzweil‘s immediacy — below, the “bug’s eye camera.”
Then again, I’m not him — I’m holding the truth of the place
that I live, see, sense in.
That’s a touching world — sweat, salt, the wafted scent of forest, the rasp of fabric and the call of the brushstroke, the ox gall bitterness of the black ink, trailing its lines, telling its stories.
Like real stories, the spattered wetness of the forced line —
once they’re told, they get out there —
farther than you could hope to know.
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