The shadow puppets dance on the timbre of the songs of the Gamelan. Toe tapping rhythms lance the light amber in a pendapa of glass where shadow puppets absorb the resonance of metal chambers made of brass, hostages in the puppeteer's grasp.
10/10/2017
Author's Note: revision
Posted on 10/10/2017Copyright © 2024 Clara Mae Gregory
Always a fan of puppet poems, really like what you've done here CM.
I really enjoyed the visuals and sounds in this, the puppets' fate, the dancing of light. Thanks!