Poem: The Selfie

The Selfie

By Dave Hood

Beneath the tall glass and concrete buildings
peering down at a crowd of passing strangers
in the core of an overcrowded city,
in a rush through the shadows on the street,
while yellow cabs, public street cars,
various models of automobiles speed past,

a young, attractive woman, taking a break
from the hectic pace of corporate office work,
sits on a concrete bench in a public square
during lunch hour, between two male co-workers.

While her companions gaze at various people on the street—
two middle-aged women carrying shopping bags,
gabbing and laughing as if sharing some humour,
a boy standing, delighting in the cool, sweet taste of an ice cream cone,
A gaggle of tourists appreciating and discussing the meaning
of the abstract sculpture of a reclining figure by Henri Moore

—the woman removes a smartphone from her leather purse,
turns away from her male companions,
smiles at the device as if gazing into a mirror
in the privacy of her bedroom,
then captures several photographs of herself.

A few feet away, standing alone, smoking a pipe,
balancing with his cane, oblivious to the digital age of postmodernism,
recalling the days when he took photographs of his loving wife
with his Polaroid camera, now deceased after a long battle with cancer,
a lonely, elderly man, desiring to share a conversation with someone,
catches sight of this young, attractive woman,
admiring herself as she’s smiling, snapping photographs
with her portable smartphone.

Immediately, he thinks: She’s like the Greek God Narcissus,
admiring and gazing at his own reflection in the mirror,
in love with himself.


About Dave Hood

Lover of poetry, fiction, creative nonfiction. Professional photographer and writer. Without the arts, life would be rather mundane, like a walk down the same old path on a dull day.
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