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Moving Picture
On
Wisconsin’s Superior shore
in a
century old Victorian house
a
large painting sits at the top of the stairs.
I
stand at the bottom and flow through the spaces
to
the painting of familiar face.
Memories of the unremembered
loosely linger like breath breathing
they
peek through the dining room door
land
on the landing
spirit up the stairs
fly
out the window to the left.
Images of time of love lost and found
continue to pass through the doorways of my heart
and
they change at mid-day
drip
sunrays into what I once knew.
Reality falls backwards
swallowed into soft translucent layers.
Hours and minutes blend into levels of violet
making difficult the sight of what transpires
as
real or memory or dream.
The
south sun shines.
The
woman at the top of the stairs stands.
I am
overcome by afternoon lethargy.
Art's reflection approaches and aligns by my side.
We
are warm
and
sleep as one.
original poster = 18" x
24"
