Walking in Mind

A Trail of Thoughts

Objet Trouvé

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In a child’s eyes,

abandoned on the wall,

the pilgrim sees only

the duplicated ghost

of his own passing.

Later,

elsewhere,

a child’s eyes

close in time to the music

of a mother’s voice.

 

In the depths of night,

a pilgrim

treads the fields

of a child’s dream.

Author: Alan Nance

A Cornishman by birth, I have lived in Catalonia since 1998. Although I trained and have practised as a clinical psychologist and psychoanalytic psychotherapist, I now work solely as a freelance scientific translator and editor, an activity that allows me more time for walking and for my travels in and between Catalonia and Cornwall, and beyond.

6 thoughts on “Objet Trouvé

  1. I enjoyed this, Alan. Really like the effect of the BW echo image and the idea of a ‘duplicated ghost.’ Wishing this pilgrim rich journeys, wherever they lead.

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  2. Merits more than one read x

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  3. Dear Alan, I liked this, the poem especially.
    On Thu, Apr 13, 2017 at 10:18 PM, Walking in Mind wrote:
    > Alan Nance posted: ” In a child’s eyes, abandoned on the wall, the > pilgrim sees only the duplicated ghost of his own passing. Later, > elsewhere, a child’s eyes close in time to the music of a mother’s voice. > In the depths of night, a pilgrim t” >

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