21 March 2020

After the Novel Virus

The BIG 100th Muse at the Sunday Muse

Things, things and parts of things, framed as art, ah!
The wolves and trees walk through art galleries wondering how humans
breathed in places blocked off from open sky.  Oaks are crying.

This is what human’s valued—parts of me
in frames and doors and paper money!  Wolves comfort oaks, but
other trees join in with tears where photos have no life at all.

A photo of film is funny, you see,
because without it, no photos would be. And car parts represent speed,
which humans used to bring art to us and us to zoos.

Thus say the wolves, who are only present
because humans are not.  They rather like the absence of humans
in photos and life.  Humans no longer capture anyone at all.


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Carrie Van Horn said...

I love the way you have woven all the photos together here. Man has always put so much value into things and devalued trees, and animals. In all the loss this holds, it carries a powerful message. Amazing, timely, and thought provoking poetry Susan.

anthonynorth said...

Wise words. For decades now enculturation has been all about the material. Hopefully things will now change.

pc said...

i like how you weaved that.
two kinds of art....

C. Sandlin said...

A vivid image of the emptiness and what is overlooked.

Truedessa said...

I think we are now living in humble times. We are learning to live a different reality.

Stay safe everyone!

love and hugs

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the wolves wandering through this poem (of course). The critters and wild things will be enjoying there being fewer of us about (though far too many are still clumping together in Canada. Sigh.)

Susie Clevenger said...

What a brilliant knitting of image and words. Life is changing..

Fireblossom said...

My sympathies are entirely with the trees and wolves.

qbit said...

Yes, well said.

Helen said...

Beautifully rendered .....

Jim said...

Susan, I like your figure of speech, "have no life at all." My life has been super, it's about to end, and I would like to have to aversge it out with any others.
Sorry I'm so late getting here. Good to see your posts.

purplepeninportland.com said...

You used each photo so well. Wonderful writing, Susan.