Red and Black Chaos

Sophia Kaszuba
From:   Like a Beast of Colours. Beach Holme Publishing, 1998

When I open my eyes
she is standing, facing a painting
full of 20th century thought.
Small and square, stalks
held together by a thick black band.
The red in the centre would be choas,
and has been in all the small windows of art.
A corner of the canvas is left white
for new beginnings,
which have quietly happened already
behind the news of murders
and suicides and genocides
behind the Latin endings of words.

Things that exist first fall out of the heart.
There is an aggregate of starlight
until the canvas is lit with it,
the will in it, of the imagination
to hold the picture clear.

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