Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings
For Day Eight of Paul Brookes’ Special January Ekphrastic Challenge, my poem responds to all three works of art below.
The Dance
An unlikely traveler,
with no longing for adventure,
only a desire to live without fear.
Money exchanged, his life rearranged–
one suitcase and a view
of storm-chased clouds and waves like horses,
galloping toward a hazy horizon, somewhere ahead
perhaps, there’s a quiet island, a house
with windows looking out on azure sky and singing seas,
golden-downed ducks and geese
with bicycle horn honks—he laughs, it would be
a dream, he thinks, as a whale breaches–and
for a moment they are eye-to-eye,
connected, branches of the same ancestral tree–
all of us–swaying to a universal rhythm.
Shuffle, slide, snap, and with jazz hands twirl,
smile. Tilt your head, in wonder
of the world…
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