#1982 - with a knife and a brush

 

1982

6.156

5.vi.25

with a knife and a brush

ekphrastic for Sveinn Björnsson’s ‘Vetrarblód / Winter’s Blood’

 

snow falls, drifts, signs

storm colours recalled

some heretofore undreamt

 

it is a cracked land laid

there’s drift high over

visiting  

 

a sky so moonless

divides the night

snow falls out of the frame

 

there isn’t time here

for the heart to beat

it’s moment to moment

 

else quickening

animal pulse

of this dread