I look directly at it, and it's a straight line. But, the shadow tells a different story. Stretched by the angle of the light, it is an oval.
I am an oval. You look at me, and I am a straight line. But, my shadow speaks of circles. I am turned inside out, dusting off a forgotten me.
I love this poem - especially the line being "stretched by the angle of the light" and the idea that there is more to see when you pay attention
ReplyDeleteYou are very wise with a thought provoking slice. I've given it quite a bit of thought. I like it. There is a picture in my mind as I read it. Creative and innovative! Keep slicing! I'll be checking again! :)
ReplyDeleteWoah, what a powerful poem. I love how you connected the shadow to yourself. Nice work! --Jee Young
ReplyDeleteShort and thought provoking. I am still puzzled by the last line.
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to more writing, and not just on Tuesdays.
Terje