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Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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Lamplight Through a Window

                                            

 

 

They say God

grants Imagination

so we may play;

Truth

disguised,

so we might pray.

 

When we are young

they teach us names

by pointing;

we repeat, believe

the label

is the thing.

 

Beware familiar illusions. 

Any day

a wink may change

two faces into a vase.

You might not be able

to blink it back again.

 

Only the artist knows how

many layers of pigment 

were disguised before

the painting was complete.

It could even look simple

from afar.

  

And they say lamplight

is never as inviting

as when we stand

outside in darkness, 

glimpse through a window,

longing for the glow.

 

But then the vista shifts

with the slightest of turns.

Our dreams dissolve

as fast as we awaken,

and every squint reveals

a narrow slice.

 

        -Elizabeth Landrum