In the mansion called literature I would have the eaves deep and the walls dark, I would push back into the shadows the things that come forward too clearly, I would strip away the useless decoration… – In Praise of Shadows by Junichiro Tanizaki (July 24, 1886–July 30, 1965)
Embed all generations
An organic patina
illuminating crumpled words
Light made of worn darkness still
holding their beauty
Glorious Edison’s candle droplets
Illuminate Blaze culture
Darkness gives polarity
Legacy in shadows transform
from shallow light to meditative dark
a brighter dimness
In response to d’Verse prompt about Black vs. White:
I recently read the article, “In Praise of Shadows: Ancient Japanese Aesthetics and Why Every Technology Is a Technology of Thought” by Maria Popova. The idea that beauty could be found beyond light inspired me to create a found poem from the text.
I used the website Language is a Virus to cut up the original text into different combinations of words to create my poem.
Image: “Early Spring”, painted by Northern Song Dynasty artist Guo Xi