Alterations

[JoelJosol]

You probably know

what an emptied seat means.

How blinking an eye could miss

the minute changes in the shadows,

and be burdened by what seemed

to be a desertion.

 

I am still here but yes I've changed

my seats, desiring a viewpoint

on how I can look at things, or you

not with loss of interest, no,

but with never ending wonder

of how you remained the same

 

despite the alterations

of the visible.

[Aleksandra]

This is amazing part Joel:

 

How blinking an eye could miss

the minute changes in the shadows,

 

... so meaningful and with brilliant effect.

The seats metaphor - works perfectly.

 

The end is full of wisdom:

I am still here but yes I've changed

my seats, desiring a viewpoint

on how I can look at things, or you

not with loss of interest, no,

but with never ending wonder

of how you remained the same

 

despite the alterations

of the visible

 

I love this lovely poem Joel. I can't stop reading it.

 

Aleksandra

[JoelJosol]

Thank you so much, Alek.

[rumisong]

^{Aleksandra wrote:}

 

I love this lovely poem Joel. I can't stop reading it.

 

yes, I find myself coming back to reread it too - it is very lovely...

[Lake]

Agree with Alek and Rum. Lovely (love) poem. I like the conversational tone imbued with wonder and thoughts. Well crafted, too.

[dr_con]

All I can do is agree with all of the above comments. The specific details enhance the rumination making it a lovely treasure to behold.

 

DC

[tonyv]

I agree with the others, Joel. This is another lovely lyric of yours that I would (again) characterize as a contemporary sonnet.

[JoelJosol]

Tony, you are right. I had the 14-line sonnet in mind and the last two lines as the typical ending.