How right that glass should guard the threshold where
the two domains, inside and out, have drawn,
in silverpoint, self-portraits on its back-
to-back pellucid sheets that now are one.
So shapes we've left behind us ghost before
and those before embrace the ones behind
and worlds we thought were separate are mixed.
Our artefacts and nature interact
and works we see as nature's or as ours
become a montage when we look again .
12 comments:
great magpie--reflections on many levels--c
Before clicking to comments .. I was all set to write 'lovely reflections' but that Ms. Jackson beat me to it!!!
Curious and wonderful last line. Well done, Dave.
Very nice. I like the use of "ghost" as a verb particularly.
Kat
This is very differnt from your usual style, and not as a comment on your other work, which you know I love, but this is remarkable!
I'm in awe.
That is one impressive poem, Dave, a deal of complexity very tightly, and beautifully, packed. Love the Janus-ness of image and poem.
Fine, fine poem. Excellent word choice and not too long which encourages immediate rereading. And this poem does need to be mulled over.
Beautiful. The glass separating two worlds. Very nicely done.
A fascinating interpretation of the prompt, Dave.
The concept is intriguing and the lines flow beautifully.
"Worlds we thought were separate are mixed"until"we look again".And looking at the list of blogs you visit I find you pass through so many worlds-I will look here again because I always need my eyes lifted to watch the immense wonder of the universe that spins quietly beyond the horizon of my home.
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