Lately I’ve started this habit of trying to guess or foresee the Weekly Photo Challenges, and take pictures – often with my phone – and try and fit whatever I’ve seen of a Friday into the theme of the week.
Last week I was thinking summer, I was thinking vacation, I was thinking freewheeling, and I took pictures of sunrises and landscapes and beaches and fields and a tree I kind of fell in love with just outside of Creemore, partly cause of its majestic breadth, and partly cause of the sound of the roosters crowing in the barn just outside the frame… (I love the sound of roosters…)
But this Friday found me on a bus to a job, unsure of how the day was going to go and if I’d even have a job by the end of the day.
And sitting on that bus I saw a poem – one of these initiatives by the government or someone well-meaning to get poetry onto metros and buses and out where people might actually read the stuff.
The poem hit me like a lightning bolt in that way good writing does, and it became a poignant moment on the way to work, so I photographed the distinctly un-visual event of the text on the wall of the bus, just in case it might be relevant to this week’s photo challenge.
But in fact, the whole was so entirely contrary to the spirit of this week’s theme of “carefree”, that I began to think maybe the contrast of it, the note of melancholy entrapment would serve to highlight the nature of the sensation of carefree.
And with any luck, later this week, my life will again feel wild and freewheeling and carefree and more in sync with the challenge…
This is the poem itself, by Dionne Brand –
All I could do was turn and go back to the house
and the door that I can’t see out of.
My life was supposed to be wider, not so forlorn
and not standing out in this north country bled
like maple. I do not want to write poems
about stacking cords of wood, as if the world
is that simple, that quiet is not simple or content
but finally cornered and killed. I still need the revolution
bright as a blaze of the wood stove in the window
when I shut the light and mount the stairs to bed.