A digital abstract made to convey a sensation of falling or traveling through time


A puddle evaporates on a black tar

and a thousand puddles vanish before
we reach the boardwalk

where a toy store sells the inflatable
duck that goes flat in the water.

Arriving and departing seem endless:

we drop until the hand of some strong
god lifts us up and out of this moment



Image and poem (c) Rob Goldstein 2017

5 thoughts on “Mirage

  1. I’m not sure if my last comment went through. Sorry if this is a repeat. I wasn’t logged in correctly.
    Hopefully the arrivals are so joyous that they will outweigh the deflating moments.
    I love the picture. It reminds me of my brain right now at this moment.

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      1. When you can capture what is in my brain and yours, well that is pretty amazingly phenomenal! You are quite an artist!

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