Artwork by Marcel Caram
What is the wick that lights the sun leaves the desert baked brown by noon? What is the man who riches struck will have none for pride is his boon? What is the candle that burns on in forgiveness but will not warm the glum? What is the sconce that glows alone despite the lack of true companions? What is the prayer once begun without the comfort of the rosary? What is the dreamer in uniform vaporized by sandy dunes?
©2023 | K. Hartless
GloPoWriMo#26: I went rogue today and wrote a poem inspired by the surreal art of Michael Cham
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
Good questions, K. ❤️🤔
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Thank you, John. It was definitely stream of consciousness for me yesterday. 💜
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I didn’t ‘get’ most of these , K, but as a good old catholic boy I connected with the rosary; there was a time when I carried a pair with me wherever I went and another pair of beads on the inner rear view mirror of the car; then something happened, not at once , over time ””
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Yes, I definitely was inspired by prayer candles and this painting. Thinking of the reasons we light candles and what they represent. I think the ritual of rosaries and prayer hold power, if for nothing else than to soothe us. Thank you for connecting to my poem.
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illuminating ruminations 🙂
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I liked the painting portraying the sun as candle keeping vigil by day🕯️
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yes, I looked at the art work again: I never paid sufficient attention to it; I also looked up the term ‘ekphrasis’ again to remind myself; it’s a device you make very good use of 🙂
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