>Ventrical Lenses

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Beauty is fleeting
a lens winks and
sucks in an image
and lays it down
like oil on canvas

and there you were
holding, leaning into
the future days where
your beauty is sucked
into your soul where
it is destined to rest

So the hours like
lens’ opening and
blinking shut
do their time as
a heart’s ventricular
cadence shutters

Photo by India Hobson, interviewed for One Shoot Sunday

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10 thoughts on “>Ventrical Lenses

  1. >Excellent title, Jerry. You mix artistic media very well through your lines for great emphasis. "the future days whereyour beauty is suckedinto your soul whereit is destined to rest"I especially like how you depict the above transformation.

  2. >Very very good stuff, Jerry–the lines adam selected to repeat are a standout, but the whole poem is full of insight, clarity and tenderness and seem to underline our fragility, our temporary nature as humans.

  3. >Do you know, reading yuor last word, I realy wish it said the 'stutters' that I read it as the first time around! I enjoyed the concise, non-frilly way you wrote this poem.

  4. >The last two lines, so anatomical and raw, really like the way you depicted the flash second as hours, as a pose. Immortalised photograph, everything changes from there. Nice write Jerry

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