Wednesday, 24 March 2021

Rob Schackne #5 - The Work

The Work

           for Tie Wu

Let me hold this brush
and I will remember
the drops of water

upon the white paper
watch the water strokes
disappear like Spring

let me hold my breath
a cloud begins to form
I remember emptiness

how it looked before
the way it later was
let me do this again

2 comments:

  1. poem after Chu Guangxi

    not to rouse the ducks
    from their attentions
    each for the other
    I let the boat
    glide silently
    obeying
    the weed stream’s
    will

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