Poetics – Exploring the realm of Minimalist Photography | dVerse (dversepoets.com)
Photo from Glenn A. Buttkus’s site “South Sound Minimalist Photos”.
Marker of a memory called the past,
I enshrine.
Shining surface of now, this moment,
I mirror.
Facing forward toward the future,
I persevere.
The winds of Time, sublime.
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This is gorgeously rendered! I especially like; “Shining surface of now, this moment, I mirror.” It really is a marker of the Great Depression.. the fancy hood ornament.. makes me wonder .. are we .. the current generation equipped to handle the unpleasantness? Perhaps. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt. 💝💝
I’m so pleased by your comment!
I wish I had more faith in the current generation. Their responses to many problems are less than courageous. Hope I’m wrong. 😉
My sentiments exactly! 😉
The memory is further enshrined in your words. Wonderful. I really felt drawn to this photo as well, but ended up using a different one.
Such a kind comment! Thanks. 🙂
Just love your poetry Susan. I wonder sometimes if I have missed some depth of meaning. But I love it anyway .
That makes my heart very happy! Thanks. 🥰
I just realized the past, present, future, under the umbrella of time, lifted by a sublime wind. Mary Poppins!
You’re knocking it outta the park with astute observation today! Thanks. 😁
You’re kind ❤
Quite beautiful!
Very much appreciate your comment. Thanks!
Great wordplay throughout! It epitomises the photo 🙂
Thank-you! Nice of you to comment. 😊
You, somehow, got past the haughtiness, the upper class arrogance, and picked up on a very positive vibe; I really dig it. Thanks for joining in.
😊 Well, I’ve never been accused of haughtiness and I don’t know that language. 😉 Thanks!
Your photos offer their own kind of ‘richness’.
Interesting form to your poem, and I like the comparison of time past, present and future.
Pleased to hear your critique. Thanks!
J’adore.
😁
I love the shine of your words here, Susan: so in tune with the image! And I just read your blog’s tagline: that’s brilliant 🤣
Thanks! Well, the tagline had help from little kids. 🤣
That’s where most genius resides. 😉 [I had wondered if anyone noticed.]
Susan,
You did that ornament justice. Sublime indeed! ❤️
pax,
dora
😊 Thank you, Dora. Always a pleasure to have your input.
Peace,
Susan
Fabulous, Susan! I chuckled at the tagline too 🙂
Thanks! It tickles me to know people are noticing the tagline. lol
I don’t think it was better before… it was just that we were younger and had more fun.
I didn’t intentionally make that reference. You have an interesting viewpoint. Time… past, present, and future are all sublime as they all have beauty to behold. (Especially because of our perception of them because that’s all we have. I guess, people who cannot find beauty in each experience might believe others, who do, might be inclined to think we’re delusional? 😉 )
‘The winds of time’ … a lovely concept ….
Thank you. Life feels like a swirl of ups and downs.
Lovely poem! It is interesting how we mark the past, so that an object can recall an era, and then glory in the present, look forward to the future.
Thanks very much. It is interesting!
You’re welcome!