This concludes this fun series of daily poetry that I began in honor of poetry month. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I have. I love the discipline of the haiku. I have been writing poetry since I was 13 years old, but have rarely had a regular practice of parameters like the sonnet or the haiku. It is worth doing! In mid-life now, writing poetry is as joyful and mysterious a flow as ever–and even more satisfying. Poetry, at its best, is a voice of truth and of the soul. Thank you for listening to mine.
April 23 One inch closer to my goals. Meanwhile this world has lost its mind alright.
April 24 Everything shifts with weeding, letting go. Garden of what is real now.
April 25 Dreams are riddles decoded in patterns of the following day.
April 26 What do you like so much that you want to chase it? And what chases you?
April 27 Perpetual waves of ocean, sun rise daily— our love, enduring.
April 28 That weight is gone like heavy snows melted turning into bright lit Spring.
April 29 The kids frolic as we step into our deeper selves of skylark too.
April 30 I know the dragon that bites you. For she bit me too…insomnia.
Past Works, Part 10: Paintings, Illustrations of 2015
Chandra S Sherin
April 5th, 2018
This is the conclusion to this 10 part retrospective series featuring various examples of works of art I have created from 1998 and onward.
Posts will return to a more current portfolio of works starting next week. You will find my artist statement here. Go to the bottom of this post for links to the previous posts in this Retrospective series.
This series closes with some vivid colors and fantasy themed illustrations in the form of acrylic paintings with ink that I created in 2015. If there is a piece from this series that you are interested in, please contact me and I will let you know if it is available, and in what format. Here they are:
Celebrate the Irrational and Transcendental Pi that is Pi Day, with Pi facts and the inspiration of dreams, tea, and Adventure Time through poetry
by CS Sherin, 3.14.2018, updated 3.14.2019
We traveled to Australia.
We look younger.
We see the strange and unfamiliar
as well as things that look
just like home.
We are traveling with other tourists.
I am on a tall ladder-like platform, and
large Afghan-type dogs appear.
Four of them.
One comes to me specifically.
I am to put my hand on his back
and he will lead me where we need to go.
The dogs were blue at first,
then turned black, and last, white.
They can puff up their hair
when they want, and smooth
it out again at will.
We end up at a long corridor of
open dorm beds that are like
a partial camper-sleeper/barracks.
Some female family and acquaintances
are there too, it turns out.
I choose to sleep halfway
in the corridor of beds.
A woman across from me exclaims
that she knows she is sad because
when she is happy she feels horny.
I roll my eyes and think, I have to put up with this?
Another woman playfully-not playfully
taunts me about not knowing
what a former friend is doing now. I don’t need to know, I think, irritated
by these arrangements. And then,
the alarm awakens me.
Today, in waking life,
I saw the pi symbol formed
by tea leaves at the bottom of
my tea cup.
And has never happened before
on Adventure Time
Finn drank from a cup
with the pi symbol on it.
My amazement was complete.
So I dove into all the
alluring pi facts…
the Old Testament,
the Greeks all
knew it to some degree.
Archimedes to really find it.
Madhava of Sangamagrama found
more of it.
Within the atom and through
computers we find more of it
Wherever there is a circle,
there is pi (I smile
thinking of all the mandalas I create)
Pi is not a root–not algebraic.
It’s patterns never repeat.
Pi measures emanating ripples well,
and probability determination,
the unchanging ratio of any circular
circumference and diameter.
This is the day that 3.14159 (and so on)
tapped my shoulder
with it’s waking life answer —
a mysterious, romantic, infinite
irrational answer —
to my night of dreaming, and day of waking…
just those first forty digits could hold the answer
to our universe.