Stories and Poems from the Writers' Critique Group of First Reformed Church, Schenectady, New York

The Apparition: a Found Poem

By James Gonda.


Dreams oppressed me:
A square, empty room
A single bed in the corner
Me on it
It is getting dark.

The ceiling opens
A winged being descends
Filling the room with movement and clouds
A rustle of trailing wings
An angel!

I cannot open my eyes,
It’s too light, too bright.

After rummaging about
He rises and passes through the opening
Taking the light and blue air
It is dark once again.

I wake up.


From Marc Chagall’s Autobiography “My Life” and the inspiration for his painting The Apparition (Self-Portrait with a Muse). 


2 Comments

  1. John Hargraves

    The deletions work well!

  2. Sarah

    Very nice!

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