Sunday, June 5, 2011

At the root of the shift

Some part of me
wants to build a frame,
and paint the things I know --
the trees, the hill,
the whisper of a deer --
surrounding it with sea and sky,
and hiding all that ripples
on the canvas that lies beneath --
the darks, the lights, the colors;
the bubbles, and the holes --
all the wonder and confusion
that lie at the root of the shift...

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