Imagined Me Changed

Posted on May 3, 2020 by

Written for:  the Sunday Muse #106

photo for muse may 1

“A distant future” photography by Raluca Caragea

Now that masks
are no longer
required, I set
my clay one aside.
This painting
is serene, calming.
I am trying to transport
myself there. Couple
of white petals
have insinuated
themselves into
the foreground. I
want to lie on
that soft, silky
field, strewn
with white petals,
and a background
of white icing.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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24 Responses to Imagined Me Changed

  1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    May 3, 2020 at 1:33 am

    How beautifully you’ve done this. (I am hopeless with ekphrastics and so admire those who manage them with such apparent ease.)

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  2. Carrie V. H. says:
    May 3, 2020 at 2:27 am

    Lovely wishes glow here Sara! I love this!

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  3. Sherry Marr says:
    May 3, 2020 at 3:48 am

    Like you, my response was to enter the picture too. I love your response.

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  4. Jim says:
    May 3, 2020 at 4:05 am

    In our area masks are required but the governor said the fine levy could not be retired.
    I long for the times you tell but we have been trying too early, our numbers are going back up.
    ..

    ..

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  5. Anthony North says:
    May 3, 2020 at 8:22 am

    A great sense of relief in this. Nice one.

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  6. kim881 says:
    May 3, 2020 at 9:18 am

    I’m not a fan of masks, Sara, they’re restrictive and mist up my glasses! I like the calm realism of your poem and the attention to detail, especially the white petals that have ‘have insinuated themselves into the foreground’.

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  7. Truedessa says:
    May 3, 2020 at 2:05 pm

    I am still wearing a mask here as we have to wear them in public. There are too many people but, once in a while I get in my car and drive to a secluded park and walk around mask free. It’s just me and nature. That is when I feel most free.

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  8. wyndolynne says:
    May 3, 2020 at 2:23 pm

    Love the serene eeriness. Just capitvating.

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  9. Helen says:
    May 3, 2020 at 4:35 pm

    Love the softness of your poem … the white icing too.

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  10. Beverly Crawford says:
    May 3, 2020 at 10:20 pm

    A gentle interpretation of the photo. I found the meadow a peaceful place and the tree a comforting constant.

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  11. hank77 says:
    May 4, 2020 at 1:03 am

    kaykuala

    I want to lie on
    that soft, silky
    field, strewn….

    How nice if we can readily go back fast to the old normal. Given the way it is, it may apparently take a couple of years! Whew!

    Hank

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  12. qbit says:
    May 4, 2020 at 1:15 am

    “Now that masks
    are no longer
    required, I set
    my clay one aside.” — Ah, nice!!

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  13. susanstoo says:
    May 8, 2020 at 5:04 am

    WOw!b You’ve transformed the picture for me! Now I see her trying to climb in.

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