Ekphrasis: The Fall: Mary Harju/Adam Fieled

I look at a bridge through the window.

I am standing, naked, while you paint.

I feel that every moment is new, nude.

I am in my body as it actually is, I am

in time as it moves forward, from in

side my body, responsive to drafts

coming through the window, mirrors

that show me what I know too well

to know, what I have lived through

and with, what I have seen but not

been Other to. Sunlight glistens—

we fall upwards, without question.

c. Mary Harju/Adam Fieled 2008