Dark recessed hollows
Like pinches in a cookie
Not tragic
But just enough
To create depth
An orbital pull
Sucking light
In
Collecting there
And being absorbed
Diluted
And distributed
Leaving only a shade of shadow
Found in sand
Big like a surprise
But restrained and calm
The inner workings eluded to
Like wishbones and rib bones
Hiding in the dark undermeat
Working like a zipper
Rather than the hardened gears
That grind inside a clock
The defining edge below
Is not very steep
One can remember the leap
From a weathered rock
That barely breaks the surface
Of an otherwise still lake
And just as smoky
As a morning peek
Where memory serves just as well
In the first glance
As it does on a detailed survey
The walk closer may even ruin it
So close your eyes
And paint
Not an image that makes you falter
Back and forth between one side
And the other
Uncertain which part of the composition
To focus on
Due to some mystifying symmetry
But a chiseled line
Softened to the texture of soapstone
Angled properly to create a thinness
That allows the fullness to stop
Curve under and disappear
Vanishing into a thin stem
Stem to base
All a fragile ordeal
Packed tightly
Into cream and ice
--
9.13.07
Like pinches in a cookie
Not tragic
But just enough
To create depth
An orbital pull
Sucking light
In
Collecting there
And being absorbed
Diluted
And distributed
Leaving only a shade of shadow
Found in sand
Big like a surprise
But restrained and calm
The inner workings eluded to
Like wishbones and rib bones
Hiding in the dark undermeat
Working like a zipper
Rather than the hardened gears
That grind inside a clock
The defining edge below
Is not very steep
One can remember the leap
From a weathered rock
That barely breaks the surface
Of an otherwise still lake
And just as smoky
As a morning peek
Where memory serves just as well
In the first glance
As it does on a detailed survey
The walk closer may even ruin it
So close your eyes
And paint
Not an image that makes you falter
Back and forth between one side
And the other
Uncertain which part of the composition
To focus on
Due to some mystifying symmetry
But a chiseled line
Softened to the texture of soapstone
Angled properly to create a thinness
That allows the fullness to stop
Curve under and disappear
Vanishing into a thin stem
Stem to base
All a fragile ordeal
Packed tightly
Into cream and ice
--
9.13.07
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