Bluets.
on the beauty of red, blue, salt and watercolor.
ps. The word "BLUETS" was in my vocabulary before Nelson's poems came out, but here is a bit from her book:
“156. Why is the sky blue? -A fair enough question, and one I have learned the answer to several times. Yet every time I try to explain it to someone or remember it to myself, it eludes me. Now I like to remember the question alone, as it reminds me that my mind is essentially a sieve, that I am mortal.
157. The part I do remember: that the blue of the sky depends on the darkness of empty space behind it. As one optics journal puts it, "The color of any planetary atmosphere viewed against the black of space and illuminated by a sunlike star will also be blue." In which case blue is something of an ecstatic accident produced by void and fire.”
― Maggie Nelson, Bluets
Collect Bluet 1 here →
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I haven't read the words yet but was pleased to see the film. Bluets is French for blueberries, if I'm not mistaken, and there are several berries that change color when crushed or when you're cleaning the bowl and they go from, hmm, blue to red. It feels like they're crossing the only color line I understand, the coolness of blue (sky, water) and the heat of red (campfire, sun).