Intensity (art in mutating seasons)

Dipped in the absurdity of a thirst (intense) in burnt ochre
the paintbrush eludes the decree of the fountain -
manifest and turgid – at the center, precise, of the canvas.
And it drinks, in a curved line across the garden
portrayed and yet evasive, the sketch, between lucid blue
and diluted greens, of a fluid allegory to spring.
A spring yet unquenched, which nevertheless
ultimately detains itself, complete or merely evolved
into summer, by the corner, scarlet and ripe
of a study of fruit (or perhaps of hunger, intense)
that begins; with not a hint of trees
but with pulp, and a mouth.

© 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®