Thursday, July 12

photo by gnato

















The woman is blind,
this woman in green.

she always has been.
she can't imagine the color of her clothes,
know the slate of sky and sea
nor the fire-fed ruby of a rose.

her mind can have no meaning for them,
her world no conceivable space;
yet she will pour a pitcher of laughter
at all you fickle artists just the same

and splash color about in her own way.

4 comments:

Sara said...

A lovely illustration of our own blindness in labelling others 'disabled'. There really are no boundaries I guess. Just the limitations of our own perceptions. Good pic too.

Hans said...

nice abstract view of blindness - she could be just sitting there depressed for all she's missing but she can still enjoy life's mysteries. I agree with Magdalene - good view of the disabled and the photo is stark, yet something about her posture, the colors......and of course the poem all go together in a most excellent way!

Metamatician said...

Thanks! Just a reminder, I wrote the poem but got the picture off the Internet. Don't want to take credit for that, although I agree it goes perfectly with the poem. I had the poem written first and stumbled on the photo in someone's (gnato's) online gallery and only at that point decided to put a picture with the poem. I think it came out the better for it.

Metamatician said...

Btw, I don't know if anyone noticed this, but the woman is not in green, she is wearing black.

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