Ingmar Bergman II

Ingmar Bergman II

A Poem by Samuel Pennell


Ingmar Bergman
I sit to watch the dark things 
that flicker on the screen before me, 

And bow my head to the existential genius, and
The king of dark heaven

He raises his magic wand and, 
like an evil magician, 
he touches off a dark storm 
that turns slowly in the sky

An ocean of lonliness, 
A sea of beautiful emptiness
Washes over me

A black and white aether, 
like something I saw in a dream years ago

As an old man dies, he whispers
'I'll be closer to you now than when I lived' 



© 2015 Samuel Pennell


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