to feel my buried magic
until I saw it
as beautiful as a star,
at home in her precious dark.
This poem is linked to Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads' Tuesday Platform.
Liner Notes for this Groove: When I was a kid, I didn’t see myself too often in art, and not at all in the fantastical imagery I loved so much. There’s a lot that’s wrong with this era we live in, no question. But some of the little joys are seeing a.) the rise of indie artists and b.) that more and more of them feature women of color.
This isn’t something I like discussing too much at all, but I will say that when I was young, I was often reminded features like mine were not the ideal. So when I see pretty art celebrating looks like mine, I kind of have to buy it. Part of me feels a little vain for indulging in it, but the part of me that’s still an awkward 9-year-old girl is over the moon. Natasha Porter once said, “If life is a cup of tea, gratitude is the honey that makes it sweet.” I’m very grateful for these bits of beauty in a world that really needs it.
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| Art work by Don Martin. You can purchase more of his fantastical art in his Etsy and Red Bubble shop. Follow him on Facebook or Instagram. |
Song Choice: Soy Yo by Bomba Estéreo
A wonderful thought!! Some us never feel or know our magic star. At my age I'm still not sure I'm looking at the right star. Thanks for sharing in your notes. This one made me feel I know you a little more.
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Thanks Jim!
DeleteTo not see the beauty of ourselves until we see it reflected by another. It truly is like looking upon the face of a star... how we shine.
ReplyDeleteYes, and thank goodness for that.
DeleteHow representation matters! A lovely, lovely share, Rommy. I love it: "as beautiful as a star,/at home in her precious dark."
ReplyDeleteA friend and I were talking about what a great time this is for young ones looking to see themselves represented. I might be sad that it wasn't there when I was young, but I'm super thrilled for my kids.
DeleteBella.
ReplyDeleteGracias!
DeleteWe all want and need to see ourselves represented around us.
ReplyDeleteIt does help a soul feel less alone.
DeleteRommy, you are gorgeous! It's a shame that we let society tell us who and what we are...but as children, we learn what we are taught and unfortunately, it's not always good or kind. Love your poem and the art!
ReplyDeleteAw! Thanks Reba. Yeah, Don's art is so adorable!
DeleteI could use some excavated magic at the moment, Rommy. I’m glad you found yours. Stars and magic are buried in all sorts of places. I feel sorry for people who don't understand that.
ReplyDeleteHere's to the process of excavating. May we all find the treasure me need.
DeleteTotally agree with your notes there... there is a lot wrong with the times we live in... some of it sadly getting more polarized. Am glad you found your magic and have shared it so wonderfully.
ReplyDeleteThe polarization bothers me less than the normalization of awful things, like the person in my country's highest office.
DeleteI wish to officially ask for the hand of the last line in marriage. Yes, I love it that much. I feel it that deeply. I know it. I'm enchanted by what it says, by the feelings if brews, by the truths it contains (and shows).
ReplyDeleteMay the mirror always remind us what beauty looks like.
So mote it be!
Delete"When I was a kid, I didn’t see myself too often in art..." I relate so much to this, Rommy. And I share your joy; the rise of indie arts and more representation. Thank you for the introduction to Don Martin's art.
ReplyDeleteHe does some fun stuff for Inktober every year. I love his whimsical work.
DeleteI'm late, but... I'm still throwing my bit in here:
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No such thing as late. :)
DeleteBeautiful Rommy! I understand totally! Really love this art piece! Big Hugs!
ReplyDeleteDon is very talented. It's always so much fun to see what comes up with for Inktober.
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