Thursday, June 9, 2011

A Poem: I Am

Another poem in The Blanton Collection.

I am
I am separated between convases,
each one the same scheme,
just a different moral.
The details are divided as well,
except they're more etched.

I don't know why I fall every time
for the simple cry of the blackbird.
Is it the dark beauty?
Or the simple taste?
One can not know the same.

It's all a three dimensional
the entirety of truth
the wholeness of his face
on a backdrop of red
that I try to cover up.

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