The Seer

For Willy Ronis.

You left the door open, called everyone familiar––and they were, after so long looking. You had born witness to their hope and heartbreak, their quiet, their children and the children they had once been, faces breaking open in a running laugh. They knew that you saw them and felt recognized, knew the shock of relief from their own anonymity in a world crowded with rushed strangers, too busy or beaten to look. Your lens could not resist a smile toward the lovers, and your heart swelled too full to make it stop.

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Inspired by Willy Ronis, whose birthday was yesterday, and by this article about the photographer who saw Paris “with his heart in his eyes.”

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

3 thoughts on “The Seer”

  1. Ellie Carpenter – United Kingdom – Writing my memoirs, musings, a little fiction and a lot of poetry as a way of exploring and making the most of my life ... ... Having had a break from writing my blog for more than three years, I decided to return to write my memoirs, some day-to-day observations, views and feelings. My passion is non-fiction poetry. I have a disability and use an electric powerchair called Alfie and let nothing get in the way of living life to the full. I believe that you can never do a kindness too soon and should give credit where credit is due. A smile or a kind word could make the difference between a good or bad day for a person - we never know what's going on for another soul. Those little things, perhaps, practised daily like a mantra, could mean so much to someone else. Thank you for visiting my blog and reading a little more about me. Please, make yourself at home here. You are very welcome. Ellie x 😊
    Ellie Thompson says:

    Hi Stacey. This is beautiful, However, I wanted to read the link you included to get a better understanding of the meaning behind your words, but unfortunately, I was informed that I would have to pay to subscribe in order for me to be able to read it, which was a shame. Stacey, would you mind if I connected with you via your contact page, please? I’ve been meaning to contact you for some time now, but just couldn’t find the right words. Don’t worry; there is nothing wrong. I will explain more when we link up. Thank you so much. Ellie Xx 💖🌹💝

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    1. Ellie, seeing you always makes me smile! Thanks for letting me know about the link. When possible (thanks to an earlier comment you shared) I try to avoid NYT for that reason, but I didn’t have a comparable one in this case. I would love to hear more from you! Thinking about you. xoxo

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      1. Ellie Carpenter – United Kingdom – Writing my memoirs, musings, a little fiction and a lot of poetry as a way of exploring and making the most of my life ... ... Having had a break from writing my blog for more than three years, I decided to return to write my memoirs, some day-to-day observations, views and feelings. My passion is non-fiction poetry. I have a disability and use an electric powerchair called Alfie and let nothing get in the way of living life to the full. I believe that you can never do a kindness too soon and should give credit where credit is due. A smile or a kind word could make the difference between a good or bad day for a person - we never know what's going on for another soul. Those little things, perhaps, practised daily like a mantra, could mean so much to someone else. Thank you for visiting my blog and reading a little more about me. Please, make yourself at home here. You are very welcome. Ellie x 😊
        Ellie Thompson says:

        Thanks so much, Stacey. I’m honoured that you say I make you smile. That means a lot. I can understand about NYT – sometimes you find exactly the piece or quote that you need and nothing else seems suitable or it doesn’t portray what you wanted it to. Thinking about you a lot, too. I will reach out to you via your contact form on your blog. I have to go out in a while, so it will more likely be this afternoon or evening. Do take care of yourself. Love Ellie xxx 💗

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