HOUR NINE – Against Isolation Mary Pecaut
Ekphrastic poem based on Photo by Dylan Shaw unsplash
Against Isolation
Just because
the sky is
blue Is not enough.
It is not enough the peach
on the horizon nor
the carefree streak
of clouds stitched half-hazardly.
It is not nearly enough
when you are
alone
enveloped in a treeless mountain tract
of Arctic tundra.
So unwelcome is the cold.
Invite raw beauty
to be your stilted home.
Lift it well above the ice. Criss
cross tracks in the snow
no matter if they come
or go as if
to decry I’m here or
Here am I.
Against Isolation brings up the Artic tundra and yet, I felt myself wondering how another pandemic winter will feel after this summer of mere bits of new found freedom… will it feel lonely or normal?? Your poem also gave me pause at the end… here am i.
Fav line ♡ enveloped in a treeless mountain tract. Well done!!