Old Gold Shadows Poem by Diana van den Berg

Old Gold Shadows



It was a non-descript moment
in a weak movie,
but the way
the light and shadow
trapped the crowd
on the screen
into a living picture frame,
celebrated Rembrandt.

(25 February 2011)

Monday, September 23, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: trapped
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Diana van den Berg

Diana van den Berg

Durban, South Africa
Close
Error Success