Aghast
as the sun is brilliant

as the air is still

as this moment
is forever


After:

This winter sun -
chase it
keep it
close
as treasure

its gold
magnifies the wish
to -
chase it
keep it
close, as treasure

the winter has no hiding place
from it

and I fold these petals
for a time
and mark its slow progression

and as it tricks me
I fold back
one more petal towards spring

lantern

the back of night

as it falls

long memory line

if i'd not known you there

Paintings of New York

thursday 24

it is all in the under painting
the rest is surface