By yi-ching lin
November 12, 2010
Tags: bust, dslr, glasses, man, old, old man, photo, photograph, photography, photos, pictures, poetry, random, statue, writing
Category: art, city, nature, nyc, structure
5 Comments »
busted…
where are your glasses now that you are not here to wear them?
i can see them so clearly:
riding on the chest of a tourist
dangling between slim fingers in a bakery
hiding underneath a pillow
suntanning by the windowsill
or lined up like abandoned things in the top drawer of your corner desk still waiting –
when was the last time you touched them? . 20101112:2142 y
🙂 I have my Mother’s and my Father’s last pair of glasses they rest on a bookshelf filled with my favorite books waiting for them. I like this poem. The bust with the glasses makes me smile.
thank you for sharing your personal experience with your parents’ glasses. that is so lovely and heartbreaking. thank you.
🙂
glad you dropped by!
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yi-ching lin photography 
where are your
glasses now
that you are not
here
to wear them?
i can see them so clearly:
riding on the chest
of a tourist
dangling between
slim fingers in a bakery
hiding
underneath a pillow
suntanning
by the windowsill
or lined up like
abandoned things
in the top drawer of
your corner desk
still waiting –
when was the last
time you
touched them?
.
20101112:2142
y
🙂 I have my Mother’s and my Father’s last pair of glasses they rest on a bookshelf filled with my favorite books waiting for them. I like this poem. The bust with the glasses makes me smile.
thank you for sharing your personal experience with your parents’ glasses. that is so lovely and heartbreaking. thank you.
🙂
glad you dropped by!