BEV H RAY

[Bill Floyd]

In the world on the flipside of ours, children learn the colors of the spectrum according to their rainbows: blough, equatorine, vielot, horange, reade, appaltine, yhello.  

Rainbows are not only visual phenomena in this world, but have an audible aspect as well, so that when their arching array burgeons in the post-stormy skies, a gentle cooing can be heard all across the landscape.  

It is a yearning sound, full of the melancholy of one who is incomplete, only halfway formed.

Children sing nursery rhymes about her and her lost love, who goes by another name.  Folks take pictures that never quite capture the feeling of standing beneath the brief dazzling specter.

She reaches for a solitary apex while at the same time she is bound to the earth, arms reaching down for the one who lies forever just out of reach, on the other side of the horizon.       

[Angela]

Roy has a soulmate in a different dimension.  I love her name and her colors.  So imaginative and NOT goofy.

[Brittany]

 their arching array burgeons… a gentle cooing, a yearning sound, full of the melancholy of one who is incomplete, only halfway formed. 

You added depth to her spectrum and made me see more and hear more with your images. fave'd

[Jared Handley]

Did I miss Bill's goofy phase while I was away? I have some catching up to do.

Bill. Listen. Are you listening? Bill, I'm talking to you. You, sir. You're fucking solid.

[Jadie Jones]

such a departure for you, and very well done. The last sentence makes the whole six, and will likely stay with me all evening :)

[Bill Floyd]

@  Bill L. I am really happy you liked Suttree.  McCarthy is one of my favorite writers, and that's my favorite novel of his.  It's dense and insane, but there's also a warmth for the characters that puts the squalor in perspective, and gives the whole thing a heroic feel without being in any way sentimentalized.  As for inspiring, he certainly is, when he's not making me want to quit the whole enterprise altogether because I'll never approach that level.  Then again, I'm sure there are writers McCarthy feels the same way about...   

[Teresa]

Not many men can pull this off, write softly and well.  It's hard enough for a man, but made for a woman...(sorry, couldn't resist...I'm living in vintage land lately).  No seriously, it's not goofy.  It's warmly creative sci fi in the beginning, really gives a sense of another reality.  And the "cooing" is a rich effect.  Sentence three was pure loneliness, the human kind, the worst.  This is gorgeous, and for me it is all about us, how we never really get to where we're going, or touch what we're reaching for.  It's real and not real.  I could keep going with this comment but I'll stop now and go do something deadening like sit in carpool for a half hour...  I'm sure I'll see a rainbow or two in the sky.  It's been raining all day.  And no longer will I think of a man and a big boat full of paired creatures.

[Kristine_ES]

not goofy at all!

and sentence one was gorgeous. the color words you chose really did rise up like jewels for me. 

[Cita]

nothing goofy about this.  love your flip-side.  

[Gita]

spectacular idea to begin with and beautifully delivered.

Interesting that you anthropomorphized the rainbow into a she. I loved She reaches for a solitary apex while at the same time she is bound to the earth, arms reaching down.