Tumbleweed in the Galaxy

  • July 1991, oil, acrylic, and lacquer on glass, 18” X 24”, gift of David and Lynn Grisham. Courtesy of New Mexico Department of Cultural Affairs. Photo by Ron Russel, Lumen Space II
    July 1991, oil, acrylic, and lacquer on glass, 18” X 24”, gift of David and Lynn Grisham. Courtesy of New Mexico Department of Cultural Affairs. Photo by Ron Russel, Lumen Space II

    Curious eyes sparkle like the Milky Way, Clay sun, mirrors the land from where I am. Curled up too long to stretch my purple heart, Dreams unsure, in silver glitters, they swam.

    Arrows pointing everywhere, I just roll, Stories connecting sunspots on my cheeks. From star to star, in the night sky I stroll, A diaspore, a puffball in golden streaks. I was warned of the desert bare and dry, Brown skin, reflects the woman I’ve become. But I see a redder spring, bluer sky, Enchanted mountains, soothing mesa’s hum.

    I just drift in this dazzling multitude, To weave silence, multiply solitude.