Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Chagall

Chagall opens the eye on a world where
Lovers, musicians, fabulous beasts love,
Play, have their being in the middle air.
Demure round-breasted women, impassioned
Encircling men ride their longings above
Sleeping homes. The crimson-faced violin

Player on his blue chair in his blue night
Suffers birds to perch on his shoulder, thighs,
Moon and bouquet beside. And this huge white
Goat sedately cropping the roof-top grass
Achieves what poor religion only tries:
To make emptiness intimate with mass.

© Larry Haworth April, 2016

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