quilted window pain

A photo from my archives. This is an old factory window, boarded up. I really like the textures of the wood that comes through, both in the areas that are still covered with glass and those that are bleached by exposure to the elements. The squares remind me of the squares in a quilt... and the broken glass and uneven reflections allude to the memory of lives that passed before this window's gaze. I hope you like both the photo and the poem that accompanies it.

[ f/13, 1/100, 50mm, ISO 100 ]

maybe

if you were created

3/4 of a century later

your memories

might have been recorded

in a series of zeros

and ones

instead of in glass

with panes

either broken

or whole

reflecting

the lives

of the people

you've seen below

some

while passing before you

indeed were falling

to the wayside

their hopes broken

unable to move

beyond cracks

too deep to bridge

the truth is

that they

were always there

and will be still

rarely seen

among the skyward looking

invisible

beyond the gaze

of those that lived

under the reflected

blue skies

passing beneath you

free from worry

humming

some happy refrain

yet their stories

are forever

interweaved
with yours

for there is

no true escape

from the reflections

within this quilted window pain

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