I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: April 2023
Skittish, at times unsure, we scratch out lines and incomplete sentences, each stroke describing or defining the trajectory of our narrative.
Each sentence spells out a sense of place.
We are looking for concise meanings that may not be apparent on first read. Still, we continue looking.
Brevity leads to complexity.
04/02/2023 j.g.l.
April is Poetry Month
keep looking
This battered face prefers
the other side of the camera,
watching, waiting, silently
from the side. An observer,
looking on. Looking out.
These impaired eyes have
witnessed so much, perhaps
too much. Injustice, imbalance,
all in plain view. Images
flow through me, captured
for posterity. An honesty easier
recorded than memorized.
Focused on what is before me
more convenient than looking
within, where I know, and will
not be surprised at, what goes on
behind the camera. Damning
view of humanity, insincerity,
imbalanced injustice remains
with me. The unknowns,
knowingly stowed away,
referenced only occasionally,
when in disbelief at what
I have experienced. Privately.
Honestly. Silently. Memory.
Without the light. In camera.
© 2017 j.g. lewis
April is Poetry Month
something to believe
