On the funerary cover, drapery
shining black and beautiful,
centuries of parishioners have yielded to its tactile seduction
and left a polished ghost of their passing caresses.
...
Rough-cut stones ragged in roofless granite walls,
piled up, heaped on what was once the floor
Where windows were,
...
Hard edged cold slides in
ribs rigid, pleural sacs hold iced shards of air
lungs freeze from inside out
...
Susan Gardner is a Santa Fe poet, painter and photographer and the founding editor of Red Mountain Press. She has authored six books including Lifted to the Wind, To Inhabit the Felt World, the bi-lingual Box of Light~Caja de Luz, Stone Music, Intimate Landscapes and a memoir, Drawing the Line. She has lived and worked in Asia, Mexico and Europe as well as the United States and Canada, with numerous exhibitions in museums and galleries and extensive lectures and readings. She gave the Cam Memorial Lecture at the New York Public Library, where she was also honored to be granted a year in the Allen Room. She has presented programs at the Freer Gallery of the Smithsonian Institution, the Library of Congress, and the Folger Library, among many others. She has been a house builder, scholarly researcher, teacher, and landscape designer. She lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.www.susangardner.org)
Cézanne's Apples
CÉZANNE'S APPLES
Eye-shape bowl
ringed dark around the iris
periphery between color and air
Suspended within the apparent ivory black
flat black bands concentrate roundness
border between light and no light
viridian, carmine, cochineal
cinnabar, miraculous red becomes green
citrine, golden light of powdered gems
cobalt, cerulean, indigo
Paris green, Paris blue
Prussian blue, wanting red, Diesbach made sky
Hooker's green, for his perfect green leaves
Payne's gray, less black than black,
precise tints seep through leaking light
Vermeer blue, precious pure ultramarine,
lapis lazuli from Badakshan, blooming with lead
umber, the smell of Italy's hillsides
sienna, Tuscany's earth, moved to galleries
lead, life to colors, death to artists
paint linen geometry
eyes open to the shape of the world as it may be