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Who are you?

© Adriana Citlali Ramírez 2008

© Adriana Citlali Ramírez 2008


I saw you in the front cover of a magazine  
and wondered who you are    

Your photographer’s name is mentioned  
in an article signed with its author’s name    
         Your  photo  is   there
           the camera’s brand
             the lens
             aperture
           light conditions
               all is clearly detailed

You  remain  nameless
                       unmentioned
                       anonymous
    &       yet  so  intriguing

                 Who are you?
                  Why do you cover your mouth?
                                         What do you hide?

Your eyes have a secret
                    obvious & vague

I decide to forget you
I do          somehow
                 weeks
                 maybe months

Until I see you again
in that empty land
walking without hesitation
with a sparkle in your eyes
           You are not scared
           maybe concerned or simply happy

Your hands still cover your mouth
                                Is there a smile behind?
                 A word that won’t be expressed?
                         Are you whispering a wish?
             Is there something in your hands?

You intrigue me
make me wonder
       I have to draw you
            solve the mystery
            by deconstructing a moment frozen in a photo
            extract its contrasts
            place strokes       simple lines
            of carbon   on paper
            black and white

I frame the drawing
place it somewhere in my living room
forget about you

Until I see you again
                 Who are you?
You  remain  nameless
                         Are you whispering a wish?
Your eyes have a secret
You intrigue me
                         I wonder why …


_____Adriana Citlali
XXVIII-II-MMXV
I-III-MMXV



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It’s our anniversary

Photo by Phyllis Galembo.


It’s our anniversary

I’m all dressed up   
in black and white.  

I’m all dressed up,   
longing to hold you …  
though I know you are far.  

I covered my face.  
Life won’t see soft tears  
sliding down my skin.  
Not today.  

I sit at the table
that witnessed our rituals,
that saves
our special place.

I’m all dressed up.
It is April 17th.
One glass will not be used.

I stare at the emptiness
of the space you left behind.
It is our anniversary!

My face is masked
in black and white.


_____Adriana Citlali
XVII-IV-MMXIV


 

Today at dVerse, we are writing poetry inspired by the fine art portraits by photographer Phyllis Galembo.

portrait photographer, Phyllis Galembo.

via Poetics – The Photography of Phyllis Galembo | dVerse.