Beyond the Shadow
Beyond the shadow of a doubt,
this is the brand of certainty we long for,
a room resonating with clarity.
All dimness or cloudiness expelled, expunged.
Even the carpet is luminously
truthful. Footprints cross the vacuum-streaked
velvet plush boldly, as the owner
of a home would walk through the level dirt
in which she intends to cultivate
flowers. The table is empty, the walls without
hole or nail or any adornment.
No shade, no noise that you do not create,
just you in the room, confusion
vaporizing from you. Sit placidly here for
any length of time and yawn
in place of stimulation and fear. Who would
want to see every secret exposed,
no shadows, even below one’s own restless body.
Eerie, beautiful. Somehow calls the surface world into question, all surfaces.
ReplyDeleteThis gives me a different perspective on new-home walk-throughs and even on walk-throughs of old homes cleared out. Thought-provoking for sure.
ReplyDeleteSmiles! I like that room, that beyond the shadow of a doubt state! xo
ReplyDeleteThat image, this poem remind me of conference rooms of yore. I'll probably dream about conference rooms now.
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