Friday, April 27, 2012

life as drawing


A slender stick of soft willow charcoal
Held loosely, pulled in quick fluid strokes
at arms-length all from the shoulder

across a featureless white void,
tilting blindly into the teeth
of the storm, trails a line that renders

us smudged, essential features
captured briskly; form and space
loom large, set to against the other

for purchase in the composition,
ever amusing push and pull read
as gospel when the real story is

the sharp busy eraser wielded
by a tireless quick deft hand set
to wipe away our messy masterpiece.

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