Tuesday, April 12, 2011

For the Love of Shadows

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.

4 comments:

  1. 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

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  2. You 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! :)

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  3. Woah, what a powerful poem. I love how you connected the shadow to yourself. Nice work! --Jee Young

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  4. Short and thought provoking. I am still puzzled by the last line.
    I am looking forward to more writing, and not just on Tuesdays.
    Terje

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Thank you for your positive response. I invite you to also challenge me. What would you say to a student?