Saturday, June 2, 2018

A bird's eye view of a spectacular scene

                                                                                       Photo: Andre Kertesz (1932)
Image: Clock of the Académie Française, Paris (here)

Cool Parisian Springtime morning
Found at the same spot standing
Where the photographer had been
A bird's eye view of a spectacular scene

An artist's perspective creation
Set to stop in time at a distance
The Roman numerals unmoved unconcerned
But the hands  ticking away in motion

High above for a moment in time
Meditating alone on life's challenge
Undisturbed but peacefully aligned
Appeased in dreams that seemed blind

Kerry's at Real Toad's  - camera flash

17 comments:

  1. I am wondering if you stood in this square when you were there, Hank. Good poem!

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    1. No Sherry. Was it near the Eiffel?

      Hank

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  2. Excellent poem Hank. you catch the moment.

    Yvonne.

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  3. I love this bird's eye snapshot poem, Hank! I can feel the cool Parisian Springtime morning. For me, Paris is best seen in black and white. ;)

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  4. You have captured both the sense of forward movement and a scene frozen in time. Well done indeed.

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  5. This is absolutely splendid!💜 Love the image of the "Cool Parisian Springtime morning."

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  6. Standing above and letting dreams take hold, all caught in a bubble.

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  7. It would be surreal in a way. Watching the world while aware of time - and I'm sure in a near eerie silence.

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  8. The perspective amplifies the interior-ity of this piece. Nicely done!

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  9. A clock watches all....and says nothing....decade after decade.

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  10. Hank is on a roll
    Taking a snapshot stroll

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  11. This is sooo neat, Hank. I love the viewpoint of your writing, from the stance of the old clock. We've not been in this square per my poor memory. I can relate well though having looked out through the old clock of the Musée d'Orsay. It sits on the left bank of the Seine, in the old 1900 train station, Gare d'Orsay.
    ..

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  12. I like the duality of time in your poem, yet it's changing...
    We're able to travel back to our memories encased in the monuments too...

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  13. Your poem is a frozen moment in black and white. Wonderful, Hank!

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