We poets seek often to write about things grand: the deepest emotions; the most sublime sunsets; beauty and love. Yet, ponder the potential power of a still life, a self-portrait, a mere sketch. Often, the most mundane of images, visual or verbal, conveys the greatest sense of humanity. I know I am not a great poet, but I think, I feel, I observe, I experience. And I write. This short poem is a self-portrait-still-life from a year ago, which, I hope, captures a bit of the essence of the human experience.
AN EVENING
A fish fillet simmers
in basil and salted lemon juice.
The baked potato steams
with butter and sour cream gobs.
Three cobs of corn.
Absence of conversation.
Fingers fumble with chords,
picking awkward patterns.
Crooning “Looking for a Lady.”
Absence of applause.
On the big bed,
looking at paintings
on the walls.
Roger Evans Baker is the author of Rabbit Lane: Memoir of a Country Road. The non-fiction book is available in print and for Kindle at Amazon. Rose Gluck Reviews recently reviewed Rabbit Lane in Words and Pictures.
Consider this my applause. I feel your aloneness, Roger.
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Thank you Miss Batsy! Yes, that first year was such a lonely time. I am evening out, regaining my identity and equilibrium. All will be well! As I hope you are!
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Miss Batsy!! I love it!!!😄
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I love this.
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Thank you! I so enjoy your photographs and poems.
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