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