Dischord of Analogy
One fine, sunny day, they realized it was futile to go on pretending things would work out between them. Separation became an urgent necessity, yet neither he nor she had anywhere else to stay. After considering a number of options, it was decided she would move to living on the ceiling. Half the furniture, including the double bed and the piano (her most treasured possession), were moved up there as well. A light globe was inserted into the floor to provide illumination for the ceiling dweller. After an inevitable period of awkwardness and inconvenience, things returned to normal. He led his life and she hers. Although it would not have been very difficult for them to communicate, they each carried on as if the other didn't exist, just so they could maintain the illusion of privacy. This way, they could deny the fact that they were hanging above each other's heads and observing and judging one another's every action. The piano became the sole link between him and her. Its sound, refusing to respect the artificial boundaries, permeated the silence and spread equally to every point of the room…connecting, in spite of themselves, their senses and their souls. Thus, by a slender aural thread, their love did hang on. Separation eventually turned to reconciliation and an even stronger love prevailed. The piano became their conjugal bed. Boris Glikman Boris Glikman is a writer, poet and philosopher from Melbourne, Australia. The biggest influences on his writing are dreams, Kafka and Borges. His stories, poems and non-fiction articles have been published in various online and print publications, as well as being featured on national radio and other radio programs.
11 Comments
10/30/2016 06:05:37 am
Thank you for introducing me to Michael Cheval. Glorious work! I love the surreal. Your poem echoes it brilliantly, too. Lovely! And you live in Melbourne, as do I!
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Boris Glikman
11/2/2016 08:13:18 pm
Thank you Virginia for your feedback. I have sent you my reply to your email.
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Boris
11/1/2016 11:42:08 pm
Thank you Lorette, much appreciate you publishing my story on your site. I will let Michael know about this too!
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Peter Lingard
11/2/2016 07:06:21 pm
If music be the food of love...
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Boris Glikman
11/2/2016 08:23:39 pm
thanks Peter, haven't thought of it that way before.
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Evelyn Tolston
11/4/2016 05:50:15 pm
Mr. Glikman!
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Boris
11/4/2016 08:38:33 pm
thank you Evelyn for your feedback. I'm glad you liked my tale. As I mentioned on your Facebook's post, I have written over a hundred stories to accompany Michael's paintings.
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Aida Steinbacher
11/4/2016 09:40:03 pm
What a perfect description of this beguiling piece by Michael Cheval. Thank you for so aptly filling in those details many of us could sense but lacked the ability to put into words. I would love to frame your words alongside the piece so that we can enjoy both. At the end of every dinner party we inevitably end up discussing this piece. How interesting this will be to add! Thank you for sharing. We are excited to see if you have any thoughts on Enigma of the Generations!
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Boris
11/4/2016 09:54:46 pm
thank you Aida, I much appreciate your feedback on my story. I have replied further on Facebook to your questions above.
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Aida Steinbacher
11/5/2016 07:49:45 am
I can't wait to read your thoughts on Enigma of the Generations. How wonderful of you to share! I will frame both and post pictures. Thank you so much!
Boris
11/5/2016 11:30:21 am
I'd love to see those photos Aida!
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