The distance within is greater than the distance without
no doubt and no surprise
I feel a vastness
like distances travelled on lazy Sunday afternoons
the way the light played on the pool
a foundness and a lostness
you’re gone now I know that I am mortal
the clock-tower tolls the hour
lulls me towards my fenced-in end
still no more I feel a sadness
knowing I’ll live on
in that measureless space
in which you loved me.
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Written for dVerse
…select one out of the twelve photographs shared above and write a poem. It can be an Ekphrastic poem, if you like. Go philosophical. Go dark or romantic or solemn. Share what you feel about Minimalist photography when you see it. The idea here is to provoke an emotion, and what better way to pour them out rather than poetry?
In addition to this, Glenn has provided some poetic prose to get us started. I chose the following:
- 12. Clock Tower:
“From my cage, I could clearly see the clock tower, and at times it made me weep.”
Quote and featured image courtesy of Glenn A. Buttkus.