Tuesday, March 29, 2005

#74 Magritte in North Queensland

There are no clouds. Let
me add some. A flock
of rainbow lorikeets
animates the sky. Let me
make them one bird
& take the color
out of it. Translucent
so the light shines through
but leaves some substance
in behind. The sky
darkens at the arrogance
of the act. The land
is consumed by the sea.
Imagination's orphan
becomes La Grande Famille.

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