  Inspired by a favourite e e cummings poem... I’ve always loved so much how the reader Must participate and bring the poem into meaning x Break-up, fragmented, restructuring, infinite energy, unfixing, it's in the spaces between the words, letters, sounds, images, where true meaning resides – AL(L)ways!, no ‘one’ meaning, n(ot)ever... explode the grammar system! ...language is always late for the event… boundless and just… about to l e a p… PPEGORHRASS!! And a short leap from one revolution, to speak of a far far greater ‘system’ revolution! ‘The poem does not sing itself; it builds itself, three-dimensionally, gradually, subtly, in the consciousness of the experiencer.’ – e e cummings ‘PPEGORHRASS and Moon’ - Needlepunch sketch, A4 on handmade paper 🦗 #ppegorhrass #eecummings #felting #poetry #grasshopper  ...and - Grasshopper decoded! 
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'so world is a leaf so a tree is a bough
(and birds sing sweeter than books tell how) so here is away and so your is a my (with a down up around again fly) forever was never till now ' - e e cummings I was going to make another Jackdaw sister (for her Sold 8 siblings!) but a different bird appeared... and my female blackbird burbled (a beautiful deep red-brown joyous, contented sound) outside my window as i worked... and as I'd seen three female blackbirds together whilst driving home from Zennor recently... it just had to be her x And the beautiful, exciting, spiritual, musical, painterful, playful, joyous, gentle e e cummings, whom I've loved, I feel, forever. To Love, pure Consciousness, Isness...and female blackbirds, within and as and of all of this :) 'if everything happens that can't be done' by e e cummings ❤️ if everything happens that can't be done (and anything's righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost guess (with a run skip around we go yes) there's nothing as something as one one hasn't a why or because or although (and buds know better than books don't grow) one's anything old being everything new (with a what which around we come who) one's everyanything so so world is a leaf so a tree is a bough (and birds sing sweeter than books tell how) so here is away and so your is a my (with a down up around again fly) forever was never till now now i love you and you love me (and books are shuter than books can be) and deep in the high that does nothing but fall (with a shout each around we go all) there's somebody calling who's we we're anything brighter than even the sun (we're everything greater than books might mean) we're everyanything more than believe (with a spin leap alive we're alive) we're wonderful one times one ............................................................................. Needlepunch sketch, superfine wool, 29 x 20 cm
❤️ 'What if a much of a which of a wind...' x
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