Lax from Last Year

January 8, 2016

Last year my friend Steve re-introduced me to the work of Robert Lax after a couple of decades, and WOW! Age and perspective have shifted my interpretation and appreciation of his words on a page. What I enjoy about Lax’s work and words is that they allow the viewer and reader to be in a moment. Here is a stream of consciousness image that came to me last year, it was posted in another spot, but I think at some point I will add a LAX gallery to my site.

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“never a root without a tree * never a tree without a bird * never a bird without a song * never a song without a sky ** never a sky without a song * never a song without a bird * never a bird without a tree * never a tree without a root ** never a root without a tree” ** words by robert lax ** new poems ** 1962 ** design by meredith eliassen ** 2015          “never a root without a tree” notecard

 

New Year By the Sea

January 4, 2016

First design with another Robert Lax poem (expect more to come) in the new year, after a period of quiet solitude.

LAX seascape

“I went to sit quietly by the sea. To think, to wonder about my friends. What I knew of them & and all I needed to know at least in those first moments was that they were or had become part of me they were part of my life as I looked out over the sea it was as though they were with me watching as though they had com to help me as I searched for what? for whom? they had come to help me as I searched for them” Words by Robert Lax (1915-2000) from “In the Beginning was Love: Contemplative Words of Robert Lax,” edited with an introduction by S. T. Georgiou (2015), design by Meredith Eliassen, 2016.

“I went to sit quietly by the sea” notecard and Survivors’ Hub Postcard

Thanks for bringing poet Robert Lax (1915-2000) back into my consciousness. If the nautilus shell symbolizes growth from a center, then this thought from Lax’s Circus of the Sun (1960) gently reminds of the continued need to return our core at different life stages.

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Sometimes we go on a search and do not know what we are looking for, until we come again to our beginning

I get it now, I didn’t in my twenties… Nautilus Notecard