With the familiar
We are familiar
Yet close up
One eye is green
One eye is brown
& the vertical lines
Are masculine
& the horizontal lines
Are feminine
Within three rooms
To see Mondrian
& Gabo
& Spencer
As daylight falls
Through the window
Blinded
With a fine mesh gauze
Some works
Are never realised
With others
We are never
Familiar at all
This is a poem from Vagaries:
Love of The Key to Room 149