The smell is that of eucalyptus.
Its somber fragrance reminds me of
my aunts house in the woods, when I was young.
But it is not the long shiny leaf I know well.
Its shape makes me think it’s a strange trick of nature.
The shape is that of a heart.
With cloudy sage green leaves.
It’s variegations exposing its geometry.
The equal and parted ways.
But what is before my eyes is simple.
A small comfort when the days are long.
A still life set upon my shelf.
For me to gaze at in winter months.
And there, within my dreamlike artist head,
I cut a million small valentines.
Like I did as a child.
A shape folded in half
and opened up to reveal the whole.
Week 7. Symmetry
OK, so I had to go there didn’t I? Yes, everywhere you look there are signs of Valentines Day fast approaching. I found a bunch of beautifully simple shaped leaves at Whole foods the other day. When I got them home, I began to see how the leaf shape was reminiscent to that of a heart. I’ve always loved how leaves have a clear division down the middle, separating the two sides, the same way a heart does. So many things in nature have this; it’s basic biology I guess. It struck me though, in a symbolic way love is like this too. There is an organic symmetry of two sides that mirror each other, like two people. Together they form something so splendid and complete.
