Ink Blot

Quill pressed to vellum
and the raven liquid bleeds
onto the page, seeping
into parchment as words impress
themselves on minds of those
who seek elucidation;

There is no turning back
save the alchemy of fire,
while a mere century later,
fingers snap plastic keys
as a chosen cypher spins
into centrifuges turning out
multiple languages simultaneously
in a virtual world where assurance
of retrieval is never warranted;

Still we tap away, searing mots
into memories like images
of aging film stars who can never erase
a thirty year-old face from the fantasies
of future generations.

image: Amanda Johnson

written in response to the prompt “quill:”Β



35 thoughts on “Ink Blot

  1. Sometimes I long for those simpler days where writing was more organic (ink to parchment)… though these modern devices are quick and convenient. At least pens and paper are still available…and still the only way I can create. (Your title reminds me of fountain pens. Ink blots! Nostalgia… πŸ˜„ ) I really love this poem, Bela.

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    1. Yes, Betty – I don’t know at what point I began being more comfortable typing than writing longhand, but it hasn’t been long, in the greater scheme of things. Now I love the convenience of fingers flying on my keyboard – I type nearly 100 words/min, so can type almost as fast as I’m thinking.

      Thanks for your kind compliment. Aloha.

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      1. Some have made the transition easily. I’ve always been a fast typist too, but for the life of me my muse refuses to be creative unless it’s with pen and notebook paper – on a clipboard no less! And it has to be the same clipboard I’ve used since highschool. Ha! 🀣 Stuck in my ways….

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      2. Yes, I had trepidation about it as well, but this is my life: I keep breaking molds. I recall my mother who, as she aged, locked down more and more to a world she wished for instead of that at her feet. So I challenge myself at such times to break through whatever self imposed bonds I’ve encountered ‘in the moment.’ It wasn’t long before I preferred this method. But we all have our own path, and for sure we must listen to our own guidance. Cheers, Betty! πŸ˜€

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      3. Well, I’m not quite that locked down, lol. Would be lost without my smartphone and the internet. There’s just something musical in the mind body connection of writing in long hand. (I do transfer my first draft to computer and edit from there.) Some schools (I’ve heard) no longer teach long hand and that seems like a shame. Maybe because I used to analyze handwriting that it bothers me. Like a fingerprint, no two alike. And it’s such a rare pleasure these days to get a hand written letter in the mail. Ah, but I digress. πŸ˜„ Enjoying the conversation, Bela. 🌻

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      4. Agreed! Hah! I just wrote a reply to lifeontheskinnybranches about this very thing (handwritten letters/notes). By the way, she’s another great writer I just ‘discovered’ if you want to check out her work. Aloha, Betty! 🌺

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      5. It is funny, for sure. It’s been too hot here to stay out working in the gardens for long. I take frequent hydration breaks, and pop online to cool my brain. I’m really tired of the banality of Facebook, so WP has become my social medium. I had finished scrolling through my reader and thought, why not – check out ‘tags’ and went for ‘nature.’ A few posts in, I discovered lifeontheskinnybranches. I was only too pleased to read good writing from another sister under the skin. Feeling blessed, for sure these days! πŸ™‚

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      6. I too can hardly stand FB and only log in to check for the occasional private message from old friends and family. WP has been the most satisfying, and I’ve found many kind and intelligent people here who share my love of nature, philosophy, science, and of course poetry. The poetry is what binds it all together. 😁

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      7. It is. And the great people, at least for me. I love our WP community – voices from all over the globe, joined in the spirit of creativity and conversation! Enjoy your weekend, Betty ❀

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      8. I loved this interchange between you two. I hope you didn’t mind my eavesdropping. I have found reading comments to pieces I love to be a great way to discover great writers of like mind. I must say this dialogue had been one of the most rewarding and satisfying I’ve encountered. Thanks for letting me join in!

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      9. I checked out Betty’s blog and found it to be as vivid, deep, and inspiring as yours. I also checked out the Skinny Branch blog and enjoyed it as well. I found her post about Miracle the cat to be especially touching. Thanks to your recommendations, I have found two new excellent blogs to follow from only one conversation. What would I do without you! πŸ™‚

        And, as concerning the handwriting to typing transition, I am just starting to take it to the next step and using voice recognition software sometimes… like I am right now! (Now you know one of my secrets!)

        Thanks again for all you do!

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      10. Excellent! I love being the conduit between good folks! So happy you enjoy these writers – this is the brilliance of WordPress, I think. I have only used voice recognition in the car when that ‘burning mind’ Mabel Kwong refers to won’t let me be. Being a kinesthetic sort, words most easily fly from my fingers. But whatever works! Btw, have you read Mabel? She’s a fantastic young writer in Australia. Anyhow, carry on James, enjoy your weekend, and Aloha. 😍

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      11. I too love this about WP – the delight and serendipity of finding new friends/poets/writers. I’ve subscribed to your blog, James, and will look forward to reading your own posts. Thank you for visiting my mine!

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      12. Thank you so much! I am truly honored and humbled by your interest. Please feel free to comment with both kudos and criticisms — I am always eager to hear what others think about what works and doesn’t work so my writing can continually improve. Thanks again!

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    1. Yes, isn’t it funny how we learned penmanship – I even received awards. Now my writing is a scrawl – been typing so many years. At the same time, I LOVE getting handwritten cards or letters. So I try and reciprocate, I honestly do, though admittedly I could jot off something typed SO much faster πŸ˜‰ Thanks for the love ❀

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  2. As usual, lovely poem, Bela. Really felt like this one spoke to us writers, and I think that’s evident in the comments. At one point, computers weren’t all the rage yet and I still remember going home after school each day, opening up a leather bound green thick notebook and scribbling down my stories in that. It wasn’t until my university days that I discovered the wonderful world of computers and realised this worked so much better for me – I was able to get out words faster than my mind could keep up.

    ‘into memories like images’ Really like this line. For some of us creatives, our memories literally haunt us and burn in our minds and hearts until we get them out and into our art. It is a way to feel better, writing or typing it all out as fast as we can. For me, when I am in the writing zone, the clackity-clack and snap of fingers hitting the keyboard rapidly is very soothing to my ears πŸ˜€

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    1. Yes, Mabel, you’ve got it! The creative process, in a nutshell. At least how it works when one is inspired. It’s so sad to me that some writers struggle so, when opening up to the creative flow, the flow of what I would term the creative life force, can be so easy if one surrenders to it. The ‘burning mind’ is definitely relatable.

      Thanks for your contributions here, Mabel, and wishing you a fantastic weekend! ❀️

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  3. β€œQuill pressed to vellum
    and the raven liquid bleeds”

    Wow. I love this line. Poe, anyone?

    As usual, your word choices are blockbuster and your images epic.

    And so full of mots so closely packed together like frames on an aging reel of cinematic celluloid that they will remain in my mind and in the vault of my exemplary writing samples for the rest of eternity.

    Whether any in the future feels them as warranted to study as I is another matter. I hope so. You’re masterpieces like this one deserve as massive and ageless an audience as any classic film ever garnered.

    Thank you for yet another timeless, beautiful, and thought-provoking work of art!

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    1. Whoah, James, you truly humble me as this was written on the fly. I saw a prompt and wrote it on the spot with very little editing. It was a fun challenge. I do snuggle up to a thesaurus though – I deplore repeating adjectives, if it can at all be helped. I do so love language. Why not play with it?

      Many heartfelt thanks to you for your kind praise. ❀️

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  4. Sumptuous, dear Bela, a brandy-dosed rich fruitcake of a poem, every crumb deserving of savouring. I cut myself three slices: those raven-bled mots-for-mavens tasting so good, I had to come back for more. Lovely painting by Amanda; is that a detail or the whole picture? H ❀

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    1. Ahhh, thanks, my friend 🍷It was a fun challenge – I think I’ll try more of them in future, but heading out for a month on the road, so unsure as to when.

      Thanks for your kind compliment on Amanda’s painting – she did that years ago, and I cannot recall just how much of it I captured on photograph – I think most of it, anyhow.

      Blessings to you on this lovely day, as I’m sure you are still sound asleep over those vast waters that span the distance between us. πŸŒŠπŸ˜™Aloha.

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  5. Excellent Bela.. Yes it seems we move with the times, within this age of keyboards and clicks.. Yet there is nothing I love doing more than putting ink to paper.. And still have a few fountain pens I use.. The art of writing long hand is getting lost..

    I love your delicious words you have used.. “and the raven liquid bleeds”… πŸ™‚ I remember the days of ink wells in desks.. πŸ™‚ and being an ink monitor.. lol.. πŸ™‚ and coming home with that raven liquid dyed upon my hands.. πŸ™‚

    Wishing you a beautiful day, and loved the image used.. ❀ Sue

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    1. Yes, Sue, Ink stains and more – do you remember taking balls of mercury and rolling them around in your hands? Then rubbing them into skin to see the sheen? Yikes!! Haha – the things we did as kids – not to mention teens – I’m surprised at the resiliency of youth, I truly am.

      Glad you liked my baby girl’s painting – she paints what she sees in her head, which I’ve long admired – my eldest daughter does this as well. Whilst I am good at pastels, it’s from a photograph or print. The conjuring seems to come through as words only for me in this life. Which is fine with me πŸ˜‰ Love to you, dear Sue!

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      1. No I never did do that.. Yikes indeed.. But I remember Iron fillings with the magnet
        under blotting paper.. πŸ™‚ And yes, I do the odd painting from my head.. But like you do from Life or photos.. And loved the painting.. πŸ™‚ Take care and much Love xx

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