Beloved Drawings
A poem about television animation
Images
Flashing by at a speed unimaginable, one after another
Little drawings, one only slightly different from the one before
Individually, not meaning much
But collectively, creating stories and beings that last forever.
Heroes and villains
Comedians and their foils
Lovely young ladies and gallant young men
Humans, animals, insects and items otherwise not alive
In forms and figures unknown to the world I inhabit
Doing things and going places
I cannot do and never will go
I feel admiration, joy, engagement, even lust
But, above all, I feel safe in their embrace
More than with some of my own kind
If I lived in their worlds
And shared in their adventures
My life would never know boredom
And the worst kinds of pain
Could easily vanish into thin air in a second
But as I cannot be one of them
I can, at least, appreciate them for who they are
And what they do
And hope I can convince others to feel the same
Also available on Medium: https://dkperlmutter.medium.com/beloved-drawings-e533149d7962
About the Creator
David Perlmutter
David Perlmutter is a freelance writer based in Winnipeg, Canada. He has published two books on the history of animation in North America and many pieces of speculative fiction.
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