Window Dressing

for Friday Fictioneers, May 31, 2013

Copyright - Janet Webb

You, in your bluish hue – nostalgic and hopeful – ever inhabiting a kind of aether, neither here nor there, but possible – like heavens, like waters – deep, open, beyond.  A different form of presence, not with, but altogether.  Perhaps.  Whereas I, in fleshy, earthbound, soiling tones – dressed to catch the eye – hang myself into the world of shapes and edges, angles and points – risking extravagant extension rather than mirroring sea and sky.  Butting bodies – yours forgiving and surrounding, just shy of the resistance for friction – mine stolid and secure, and flagging its pronouncement.

N Filbert 2013

18 thoughts on “Window Dressing

  1. Brilliant. Realisation dawned as I read, that you were describing the two buildings, but when I looked back to try to work out when, I couldn’t find the ‘click’ moment. It just sort of washed over me and engulfed me. Fabulous.

  2. Dear N,
    I had to read this twice and then it was EL’s comment that made me realize you’re writing about the buildings. Very well done. Not a bad thing when someone reads it more than once. 😉

  3. petrujviljoen

    I think perhaps the ”shapes and edges, angles and points” may very well be a metaphor for our constructed lives. Very well done, as always.

"A word is a bridge thrown between myself and an other - a territory shared by both" - M. Bakhtin

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