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Ekphrastic Poetry Contest

Benjamin Grillot

3rd Place

Swimmer + Reflection, Neil Jenney (1970)

Maybe it was the mask
that made me stop, turn, and pivot
in that long-ago room.

I was just passing through – on a flight out of Egypt.

Or maybe it was that color -
the teal green of rusted copper in
the shimmering broken reflection.
That far away look in his pale blue eyes -
avoiding mine.
Plunging forward in that impossibly blue sea.

I was caught between Horus and the present.
Looking forward, and not, like him -
to the side.

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