Wednesday, December 7, 2022

What light reveals


Yesterday the winter clouds parted briefly 
And a patch of sunlight fell just beyond 
The roof of my neighbor’s house, revealing 
This golden stand of windswept trees, 
So far away I’d never really noticed them before. 
With time, I’ve learned 
Each photograph’s a metaphor; 
Each with a story — or two, or three — to share, 
But this one I’m not sure I want to hear.
 I like the thought that there’s beauty everywhere, 
But I’m not sure how I feel about being reminded 
We mostly only notice it 
 When the brief light of fame 
Brings it to our attention: 
I’d like to think we’re more observant than that…

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