It
is not a question
of
making a deal and guessing
which
door the prize lies behind;
it
is a question of choosing
which
door to open first, which path
to
follow, which future to select,
the
choice to be made in a split sliver
of
time, and once decided, once the door
is
opened and walked through,
the
possibility of return is non-existent,
even
if the door remains open, even if
backward
steps can be taken.
Or
it is a question of choosing
which
room to clean first, which interior
to
dust and sweep and mop and wash and
scour. Or
it is a question of waiting until
a door is opened. Perhaps the questions are
the
same.
Painting: Interior by Vilhelm Hammershoi
(1899), National Gallery of Art, London.
ReplyDeleteit is not a question
but
a voice
it is not a door
but
a way
Perhaps, the questions are the same . . .
ReplyDeleteLoved your imagery and the flow of your words, Glynn. Thanks for blessing us with your artistry!
Walking through the door is the same as cleaning that room? Yeah, sounds about right.
ReplyDelete"the possibility of return is non-existent"
ReplyDeleteit sounds like it might hurt. But it doesn't.
Shall I follow the easy path--or the more challenging one?
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