To me, walls were all but invisible
they merely made space divisible
it was my feeling
they just held up the ceiling
now I see that perspective as risible.
A wall has its own eloquence
bare, or with embellishments
art has perdured
lest we be immured
by blinders and old habits’ fence.
More thanks to photographer S.W. Berg
and to the unknown muralist who made us look.
Have you, dear reader, seen the new stamps commemorating Post Office murals?
I like them a lot.
Furthermore, I actually remember Post Office murals!