SOLD, a laminated print of this!
Photo and poem by Brian C. Emerson. He wrote the poem a few years ago, while he was still working as a painter. He had been making a good living at it as he was trained to do a special kind of painting that involves different textures. One day, he walked away from it because he couldn’t stand to see the old historic homesteads torn down to make room for new construction.
Photo taken in the summer of 2010 with a Kodak EasyShare Z712 IS camera, at Great Northern Flats, Montana (USA), which lies across the Northfork of the Flathead River from Glacier National Park. This is near where the Robert Fire jumped the river into the Park. The area is slowly beginning to recover, after several years.
The words of the poem are as follows:
*HOLLOW by Brian Emerson
I gaze across this empty barren land
Where shining empty things now stand
And pain and loss now tear my soul
For guilt demands a heavy toll
I see the places where I grew
And laughed and loved and knew
They’re torn away without a care
and cast to those with empty stares
The smoke that drifts upon the breeze
And dissipates beyond the trees
Is like the life that’s passed me by
And faded back into the sky
How much beauty can they take
And turn to dust for money’s sake?
I see a place with stories told
Forsaken for the sake of gold
I wonder now where I should roam
Since now it seems I have no home
A tattered vessel tired and weak
A place to rest my soul I seek
But in a world where all do sing
Their praises to the shining things
They claim that riches are the way
With hollow voices so they say*