Three weeks
they journeyed,
I waited
in my grandmother’s house
for my parents return.
The Swiss parcel,
a special gift carried home,
monumental pots
too many colours to name
clean smooth liquidated joy.
No fancy goods or worlds
were needed then,
poster paints
more than enough.
Where is she?
That green girl now
the one who lived saturation
geometric shapes,
who wasn't afraid
of asymmetrical forms
or daring red,
no fear of a thick solid line
or a delicate mark.
Scanning my mind the viewfinder
digs deep, searches out
the vanishing point,
my gradual gradation
from a disappearing world.
Now a child of golden years,
colour returns.
Organic, free
flowing lines, soft edged
watercolours, oils swirling.
Marks seem different now,
stronger, bolder, thicker.
Leading me from the negative space of life
a laughing canvas
quietly whispers
transcend,
as I swim in luminous hues
And the shades of the lived me.
Author Bio:
Sally McHugh lives in Galway, Ireland. She likes Art and all kinds of creative pursuits. She started attending a weekly poetry workshop in Galway in 2017 and had her first poetry publication, ‘Dunmore East’ published in ROPES Literary Magazine later that year. In her day job she is a PhD researcher at the National University of Ireland, Galway. She is looking forward to coming to San Francisco in the U.S. in 2019 as a Fulbright Creative-Ireland Museum Fellow.
they journeyed,
I waited
in my grandmother’s house
for my parents return.
The Swiss parcel,
a special gift carried home,
monumental pots
too many colours to name
clean smooth liquidated joy.
No fancy goods or worlds
were needed then,
poster paints
more than enough.
Where is she?
That green girl now
the one who lived saturation
geometric shapes,
who wasn't afraid
of asymmetrical forms
or daring red,
no fear of a thick solid line
or a delicate mark.
Scanning my mind the viewfinder
digs deep, searches out
the vanishing point,
my gradual gradation
from a disappearing world.
Now a child of golden years,
colour returns.
Organic, free
flowing lines, soft edged
watercolours, oils swirling.
Marks seem different now,
stronger, bolder, thicker.
Leading me from the negative space of life
a laughing canvas
quietly whispers
transcend,
as I swim in luminous hues
And the shades of the lived me.
Author Bio:
Sally McHugh lives in Galway, Ireland. She likes Art and all kinds of creative pursuits. She started attending a weekly poetry workshop in Galway in 2017 and had her first poetry publication, ‘Dunmore East’ published in ROPES Literary Magazine later that year. In her day job she is a PhD researcher at the National University of Ireland, Galway. She is looking forward to coming to San Francisco in the U.S. in 2019 as a Fulbright Creative-Ireland Museum Fellow.
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