Figure 5 in Gold
When I was walking in the centre of Edinburgh recently, I came across this remnant from bygone days painted on the side of a building.
Perhaps it’s just the way my mind works, but I was immediately reminded of this painting:
The Great Figure
Among the rain
I saw the figure 5
on a red
to gong clangs
and wheels rumbling
through the dark city
Isn’t that a fabulous poem? Carlos Williams had an incredible talent for conveying such rich images through so few words.
Like I said, maybe it’s just the way my mind works, but when I wander around cities, ramble through forests, window-shop down the high street, I can’t help but be reminded of paintings, poems, lyrics, novels etc.
I’d be fascinated to know, however, what creative works you are reminded of as you make your way through your city, your hometown, your local parks and woodlands. Perhaps it’s the work of a local artist or songwriter? Or maybe it’s a personal association? What are the narratives that call to you when you’re out and about?