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Blog post # 86:

Just some art, a new poll (yay!), and a poem (darn). All have something to do with color.

Weird Beauty


Transformative Cosmoses


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Do people with synesthesia smell iride-scents when they look at brilliant colors?...

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A new poll opens today!

Question:

Of these colors, which is your favorite?

Red
Reddish Orange
Orange
Yellowish Orange
Yellow
Yellowish Green
Green
Bluish Green
Blue
Bluish Purple
Purple
Reddish Purple
Black
White
Brown
Gray

Poll closes on July 14, 2010.

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Now, as threatened, ... a poem:


Calculus Of Butterflies
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Atop and within the chrysalis, these dreams are of
Ascension and colors. Here, such apparitions
Inspire their translucency, inspire their rotation
And beautiful rupture, a salve. Here, thoughts
Of transformation voice that magic never wayward.
Oh, here, my cowardice is foregone and forlorn, yes.

And at the apex of all imagination, dreams bifurcate
And concatenate unto their roundnesses. Yes, such is
A dichotomy of braided flight upwardly, upwards despite
All transcendence. And in this overlapping
Of wings and magenta upon yellowed blue,
The calculus of butterflies triumphs, as those beings
Do ultimately sleep. Yes, atop and within
Withered cocoons made from their paraphrasing,
The insect wakes to bleed, to soon fulfill
Each circumference of assumption knowing; it wakes to
Soon obtain the juxtaposition of bilateral chrysalises,
To soon become thus empty and meaningful
And divine in its symmetry coiled off-center, indeed.

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Leroy