Nick Winkworth and Lisa Nielsen

The Speed of Love
Nick Winkworth
Response


The Vaguery of Us
Lisa Nielsen

Inspiration Piece

There is constant motion
There is the speed at which you think you know me
There are sinkholes
That turn into minefields
Then there’s us

Cornered in a café
A conversation ambling
And dissipating
Into the piles of china and silverware
And the squish of restless shoes
Waiting

Fingers form steeples
Mouthing a whisper

If these lips could talk
They’d want an answer

3 Comments

  1. Gracie Burns
    Posted June 3, 2012 at 4:37 pm | #

    The poem and the photo possess wonderful imagery.

  2. Frank Mirra
    Posted June 4, 2012 at 7:15 am | #

    Beautiful on every level. Both pictures and word flow perfectly. Bravo.

  3. Posted June 4, 2012 at 7:51 pm | #

    The words capture the motion in the image, the image suggests the theme of the poem. They fit together perfectly!

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