Friday 13 May 2016

For John

Looking at art work always intrigues me
So here is my response to a painting by John Brennan.

On The Edge

Rough hewn slices of seascape
viewed jagged through a port-hole
or bleached, frayed frame.

You stand at this edge
where you have pitched your bright tent
against sea spray and torn sail
that spill over your canvas, truncate spurs,
toss up cross sections of history.

Your easel flaps and buckles in the wind
and what you had planned mutates
into something else.

Your hand, like a clamp, fastens
on this moment until
a sea-sweep of wave descends

and you are left clutching a memory
from which you paint this truth-

That nothing ever stays the same

Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016

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