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The Photograph
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The Photograph |
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KJOTT Member
since 2012-12-26
Posts 87Canada |
The photograph hangs on the wall by the window, Three judges appear (one carries a folder)— A tarot card reader, embalmer, engraver, Without much to say and not much of it said About the boot in the crib and the tire in the bed The round faced man and the pot on his head Painted with flowers and chipped on its edge. And the cat near the door with its collar and bell Flailing and airborne and mid caterwaul. And the three-leggèd dog with her leash on And sweater, jubilant, leaping— Mon Dieu! Grand jeté! And the crow— O the crow! In its cage cawing “Fire!” The crow crowing “Mayhem!” and “Murder most foul!” The dog and the cat and the crow and the tire The cage and the crib, the pot painted in flowers; All in a frame with a sign alongside— “Self portrait. Around the Ides of July.” A ribbon is clipped and then hung for its owner. It bears the word “Mention” and then the engraver Makes a note on a form he hands to the embalmer. The tarot card reader turns— She and her hat, And addresses the room, “Ain't no card made for that.” |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
KJOTT, I don't claim to completely get the gist of this, but I Totally enjoyed it!  Sky~ Sometimes..Miracles are just good people |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
I like reading this. It goes in several directions at once. Just the kind of thoughts one would have at looking at a photograph. Nicely done. -- That which gives light must endure burning. |
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Marshalzu 
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
Wonderfully chaotic, love the imagery you've conjured here. |
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