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Sarah Gordon: Threshold
The open door beckons a way out or a way in when all else seems narrowly walled and white The open door is a frame for a painting, precisely measured, carefully cut, handmade, man-made with power to close off as a rope or an eye cordons off or includes everything pertinent to the scene A clean aesthetic, simply offering what it offers seeing what it sees and allows you to see the river, the road, the long line of trees behind which the soldiers stare, then languish You see them there their arms weary with holding the guns withholding their fire You see them in the light and think of them at night, your soft gown blowing against you as you sketch yourself into Life, entering its scarred and beautiful body its wide and open eye.
Copyright 2016 Sarah Gordon. First published in The Sewanee Review.
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so lovely. Thanks Sarah and VP>
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