Ian Ayres


Word Painting (For Yoko Ono) - Poem by Ian Ayres

It’s all heartache
Until you let go
Then it becomes one
Continuous Now
And there’s a void there
No future, no past — just Now
Alone with one gone

As glasses fall
Cracking thin ice
A double you torn
Ending Beginning
Yes screaming No
Caught in blood
His empty chair

Moments
Without permanence
Each syllable, an instant
An is as was
A silent guitar
All there is

Wind blowing
A sand painting
Of hours and colors
Scattered to bring
Strawberry Fields
Into Now

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Topic(s) of this poem: love and life, love and loss


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem for Yoko Ono was written in Strawberry Fields in Central Park, NYC. Looking up at the Dakota, Ian saw Yoko staring out of a window and rituals of ephemeral sand paintings inspired him. 'Word Painting' is published in Private Parts: The Early Works of Ian Ayres.

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  • (4/4/2006 2:46:00 PM)


    this is tremendously beautiful... also philosophical in a way, I absolutly love it!

    ~~Elya Thorn~~
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 4, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 6, 2015


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