Poetry

B.Z. Niditch


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8 february 2013

DRAWING

It seems to me,


the Polish painter


near the pond


drawing in


my welcome


to his own service


by jagged lines


on his canvas


in a white blouse


has an endless


watch for color


with a dialogue


between this poet,


a charred surrealist


as well,  


gathers around


an easel of aesthetic


interpretation.






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