Saturday, 20 January 2024

#1482 - we see from a fold of the dance

 


1482

5.21

21.i.24

we see from a fold of the dance

ekphrastic for Kandinsky’s 1911 ‘Pastorale’

 

it is a fearful drawing in

 

what wind has bent

 

things held and others let  

 

nothing we know

but this bouquet clutch

 

the grazing

and the open maw

 

blink

for all the eye there’s further

 

the wept line

 

lean of a tree away

 

lake taking too

mere gesture

 

eyelid heavy

 

a chimney hat

of seasons assembled

 

we see from a fold of the dance

 

no one has quite their senses

 

no one wakes from this 





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