Boneless Blue
"...weather eyed,looked West for the heated cumulus that might come up
on such a day but the boneless blue was so deep, said Jack,
that he might drown looking up"
Multiple layers of flashed glass, acid-etched and painted
mounted on a lightbox. A rich, glowing focal point when lit.
*SOLD*
after 'Boneless Blue’ – a stained glass
panel by Angharad Whitfield
Between Pen-y-fan and Mynydd Llangors
a loose pane of glass
had slipped its cloud’s frame,
become stained by a thousand summers.
Once I swam in it, half-man
half-glass, and the lake took me in
and the sun stared into me
and I stared back
at the shifting galleries of sky.
The sun and I danced in glass
precariously
and the hills stared into me
and a hawk’s cross
and a lost sheep or three
and the moon on a still night.
But more than moonlight
or rainbows even
more than the wind’s
lightest brush on me
it was the blue between clouds seduced me
each fathomless distance
setting me free.
All images Copyright Angharad Whitfield