By yi-ching lin
Tags: cathedral, Cathedral of St. John the Divine, door, dslr, key, lock, locked, manhattan, morningside heights, photo, photograph, photography, photos, pictures, poem, poems, poetry, random, st. john the divine, wood
Category: art, city, nature, nyc, structure
death is a double-
lock, and i am brass
for the shape
of an eighteenth
life is forging me
into a perfect fit
[…] 3, 2010 death is a double- acting tumbler lock, and i am brass still feeling for the shape of an eighteenth century […]
Oh still feeling for the shape of an 18th century key—oh damn yes! Poem and image a great fit–each solid by themselves too. If you were a batter in a baseball game, I’d say you hit the SWEET spot and walloped home run.
and sliiiiiiide…? (smile)
that’ll keep out the bad guy, lol.
are you pulling my leg?
very interesting poem – shining a softer light on the subject of death than you typically see. great texture in the photo – just feels a little unbalanced with the hinges showing only on one side.
thank you…yah, i debated on posting the one that’s more balanced or posting the one-hinged one, and for some reason, i went with this one. thank you so much for comment.
Lovely photo and powerful poetry. Another home run, Y.
thank you! hope you’re well. cheers!