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| Apparitions 1. Photograph. © by Ruth Zachary |
The following poem was created by writing down impressions, phrases, and lines as they occurred during one morning. The approach felt very surreal, and I had no end in mind: even a topic I could identify, until I began to try to put the words into an order, to make some vague sort of sense out of them. This was the result.
Apparition
She lost her mind one day last
week
then found it on this morning,
pressed
between the pages of a heavy
book,
flattened; like a one-time living
rose
no longer round, dry, and colorless.
She found her memories stored
in journals lined up on the
shelves.
Someone else had written there
the stories penned about herself,
another life than she had lived.
She found painted dreams, all
framed
and hung upon the walls, and in her
pockets; cobwebs, dusty lists
crossed off; hopes shed along the
way;
the unexplored paths of
yesterday.
She found her image in the mirror,
a face she scarcely knew,
reflected there.
She reached her hand out toward
the glass
to draw the visage near and
watched
her fingers disappear into another
space.
Image and Writing © by Ruth Zachary.
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