It's a dangerous thing to sit alone in front of a Pollock.
There are viewers who have been
spontaneously, instantaneously, combusted
on the spot, whose ashes had to be swept away
by the guards at the end of the day.
And there are others who were lit and
are still burning:human, ambulatory, torches- -agonizing
and illuminating.Ecstatic and ekphrastic.
Beware:If you should
see one, don't come too close.Use its light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem