I am a canyon
Until undecipherable, unseeable, unceasing
Craggy rough-edged jagged and hard
Teaches me nothing
with texture colors hardness
roughness and cracked softness
Amazingly soft space.
Donald Meldrum, PsyD., writes 4 lines while staring at Marilyn’s pencil drawing of the Grand Canyon: (Didn’t get lost in; the effect on Meldrum does not register on any recognizable scale.)
Ribs & ridges running like a dry river
Colors echo through the canyon
In sun-shimmered riverberations.