Bio Note: I am a commercial sculptor of original patterns for ornaments, toys and collectibles. Since recently adding pen and tablet to my toolbox, I’ve been inspired to render appealing images in another dimension. My poems have appeared in numerous online and print journals.
Black and White
Sometimes I dream in black and white, shades of gray, theater of sleep inspired by early cinema. Eyelid movies worthy of Saturday matinee unspool screenplays of imagination, produced, directed and acted by memory. Characters defined by line and shadow perform in flickering landscapes painted with winter light. EXIT signs compete for stardom. Crackling echoes radiate from paper speakers; a stuttering projector adds its own soundtrack. Horsehair seat cushions, dented and perfumed by a thousand buttocks hover above wool carpet saturated with Coca Cola, ice cream, butter. Fur of dust on curtains, thick as rolling wheat, frames a rumpled screen, stained and torn. Foul draft from the lobby carries whiffs of week-old hot dogs, burned popcorn, urine and Pine-Sol restrooms. Ushers pointing fingers of flashlight at unruly guests, breaking up lovers in the balcony, alert me to dawn. Tickets for tomorrow’s movie available at the box office.
©2022 Lynn Norton
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