Calligraphy Poem | Private Commission
POEM TRANSCRIPTION
A storm, a lost blackbird finds my garden.
Upon her face the softest snows would sigh.
Dazzling dark, round which her heart had hardened,
a spitshake bond to bind her path and mine.
Then limerence dragged, wild horses 'fore their carts,
on promise rock we broke and broke again.
As loyal Charon orbits black, apart, in storm we found, in storm we saw the end.
But depths we sunk, turned depth from which we grew,
for bird in beauty, but she's a tiger.
A child, 'pon merry creek we built anew and then together, we walked through fire.
A garden, a blackbird, now mine and yours, on wings which love was lost, now soars.
MATERIALS
→ Hunt 101 pointed flexible nib
→ Liquid watercolours
→ 300gsm watercolour paper
Calligraphy Poem | Private Commission
PROJECT BRIEF
Elegant gradient Copperplate calligraphy on white paper, featuring a small bird icon and poetic text about blackbirds and storms. Private commission.
