Editing
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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