Sometimes I just love cutesy illustration. Humans and animals with big heads and eyes, hearts and birds, adorable sentiments, a pleasing color palette. As much as I may want to deny it, I just can't fight it. And no one fits this aesthetic better than Kurt Halsey. His work just makes me smile (and sometimes groan due to the overabundance of cuteness, kind of like seenig a really happy couple do something really cute like share an ice cream cone or dance together in the street, or share iPod headphones).
For Poetry Month:
Children in a Field
by Angela Shaw
They don't wade in so much as they are taken.
Deep in the day, in the deep of the field,
every current in the grasses whispers hurry
hurry, every yellow spreads its perfume
like a rumor, impelling them further on.
It is the way of girls. It is the sway
of their dresses in the summer trance-
light, their bare calves already far-gone
in green. What songs will they follow?
Whatever the wood warbles, whatever storm
or harm the border promises, whatever
calm. Let them go. Let them go traceless
through the high grass and into the willow-
blur, traceless across the lean blue glint
of the river, to the long dark bodies
of the conifers, and over the welcoming
threshold of nightfall.
Have a good weekend!!
Listening to Menomena, whom I'm going to see on Saturday!
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