Here’s another installment in the Irene Latham iconic images poetry! Tyhara Tyrell is another one of my lovely and talented students who chose this striking image and wondered about the significance and symbolism of keys.
What do your keys unlock?
do they unlock anything at all?
or do you simply like their antique jingle?
why do you have so many?
must you compartmentalize all aspects of your life
into separate boxes…?
are they tangible expressions of the secrets that you keep?
are they there to comfort your fingers when you feel lost?
do they reassure you of yourself
to know you hold the key,
knowing that they are yours
to never be used if so you choose,
to never be touched
by any other fingers other than your own.
They are yours.
and you don’t owe us any answers.
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