#545 Memory of a Journey (1955)

In the
dark I become
accustomed
to the work
of Le Douanier 
Rousseau.

It helps
that I have
a lion
beside me.

#544 La Pensée parfaite (1943)

The war continues in a 
linear fashion. Not so 
the seasons. Here they 
are condensed, all four
evident on the one tree. 
A thumbing of the nose 
to the man-made dam-
age that has, that will, 
be done elsewhere to 
the earth. We are out-
side it, says the tree. We 
have the freedom you 
can only dream about.