Sartre

 

 

      poems 
          in the afterlife

 

     such strange
          memories here
          without bodies

 

     as if we were born
          to wander
          timeless
          aimless

 

     free

 

     a man
          I imagine
          stops me
          gently

 

     do you have the time?
          he twinkles
          go fish
          I say

 

     and then return

 

 

Hello Art Circuit Guests!

Welcome to Creative Disruption.

This poem is part of a collection of poetry from my book Jupiter’s Hive: Stories for Magic People. Included in this hanging art piece is a copy of the book. It is a collection of my own poetry and a creative workshop for the reader. Every other chapter is a single word prompt intended as an invitation for the reader to explore their own thoughts and images that are inspired by the poem. The rest of the page is blank so there is lots of room to create a collaboration between writer and reader.

Click HERE if you would like to view the book on Amazon.

I hope you enjoy the book, and that it inspires you to enjoy some time and space for your own creativity too!

Adrienne Yeardye