Wonderful inspiration; common experience!
based on a real scene!
Round
rough nose, slippers as worn as his hands
Hands, which if detached, will
be as monstrous as skeletons in the closet which can be reciprocated
for his character but his wisdom lends things anew.
Only a few
possess...only a few possess his humility. Like a child. A mature yet
idle child...sticking his huge fingers in glue...
to which he applies to
story books neatly stacked at either side of his hands but singly
removed...as if with some intent to care but smothers glue skilfully.
I watched him... continue... as if his calling was to be the unusual artist he is...shirt brown and long
sleeved to camouflage the rust of his calves at the wrists.
He glanced... in my direction for a while...with
eyes that were meaningless.
He doesn't know that I'll have this record
of history...
In the scaffold of my bosom wherever I go..
He doesn't know
that his grandchildren, had he been a sane man, would identify and fit
to this chapter of his life...
He doesn't know that the bags sitting at
his feet would have evolved spaces in time to accommodate other
sentiments of future pasts..
1 comment:
Hmm .. Its nice to see the writer capture a scene that was so real and I am able to see that almost vividly ! Full of thought . I am able to see as well the artistic abilities of the writer , painting emotions with the varying hues of life she sees ! It was certainly a pleasant read !
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