Poem: The edge of a dream
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| Inhabited Painting, Helena Almeida. 1975 |
A tall and high place, almost like
the edge of earth
Awe seeps through me but not me alone
Wide eyed, blue stretched out, further, it reached corners bigger than imagined.
A tiny black ship shadowed, no sun but blue
Blue blue blue, a pale egg shell blue
Early spring morning blue.
Misty eyed child blue,
Not sea blue, no
Softer dream blue,
Unreal blue
Psychosis blue
Awe seeps through me but not me alone
Wide eyed, blue stretched out, further, it reached corners bigger than imagined.
A tiny black ship shadowed, no sun but blue
Blue blue blue, a pale egg shell blue
Early spring morning blue.
Misty eyed child blue,
Not sea blue, no
Softer dream blue,
Unreal blue
Psychosis blue
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