Nevelson, Again

Colorless guilt
This self-fashioned
Light

Of the shipyards
Shore grey
Beardless

Presence of an after
Math after
An aftermath

Wood assumes
Number to not forget
This distance

Beyond the pale
Of settlement
Into

The arms of this shadow now
An uncolored
World we sing

Pogram’s program
A more
Immediate Kiev

They destroy destroy
Again
For the 29th

Time to ruin
Ruins affix stack
This not world

Variations
On seen things
Seen

Words and wood
What definition
Variation

Of the present
To measure slivers
Through the city scraping

The eye
Fresh it seemed
Pure conscious, pure

Sense pirch
On rocks for thousands
Of years we stand

In this night-
Mare,
Counting

Shadows
As they fall
From earth


Composed 9/12/05
after extended time w/ Louise Nevelson’s
catalogues, JPEG's of *Black Garden Wall III* courtesy
Anne Grady, & Nevelson's biography, *A Passionate Life*