Today is a wish, or a halfhearted promise of escape from the contrived hopes that scaffold my vision. In the cell of my heart, the hot tight center of my body, there is neither youth nor future. None of the contrivances of a public life, only the strong sweet warmth of the private life – the solitude of a landscape painting and a single detached patron at closing time.
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Oh this is intriguing.. the imagery of a lonely painting.. really intriguing and what a metaphor… still bouncing around in my head.
brian miller said:
nice…you know solitude is important…and we dont need the glitz and glam to find that kind of contentment…i like this much…
Oh, I feel the ‘private life’ in this poem very deeply….and its loneliness.
Intriguing title which makes me wonder whether you were inspired by a specific painting! Solitude is fine, if it is a chosen state.
Ronald E. Shields said:
Thanks Gabriella. The inspiration is a line from a poem, I believe by Louise Bogan but I cannot remember the name of the poem. The line is “I feel like a landscape”.
Alex Dissing said:
That’s quite the metaphor. I’m very much an introvert & need time & space to myself, so I could connect to this. I enjoyed this.
Nara Malone said:
Sweet. The metaphors carry it and the private life is a sweet place to end.
effective use of images and metaphors… i esp. loved the single detached patron at closing time..
Short, sharp, makes me think and think and feel and feel. The private life of paintings, the loneliness of the straggling patron at closing time… each line is a triumph, I think!
The solitude brings the quiet to think and I almost feel that it’s a statement that being alone is enough . Lovely poem.
Intriguing, the solitude of the painting, & the detached patron – alone, together. Lovely. We are all alone, together, in our solitude. I really liked this.