Floating World

Floating World

Cloud paintings,
incandescent color on the canvas
translucent, opaque 
inexpressible forms emerging, receding
the images behind the eyes
the layers rising
form and formless
meeting, floating.

Margaret Crouch

I wrote this poem several weeks after David’s passing, as I sat in our living room, absorbed in the cloud painting, “Floating World,” remembering how he came to create this series.  In the weeks before he died, a friend asked him how he created the images and he said they were “behind the eyes.”  Another time he said to me “the layers are rising” and I’ve incorporated those words into this reflection on his life and creativity.