Cellar

created a pattern on the stone floor

How the intensity of light made the darkness darker

How if I stood in the light it illuminated my hand and darkness became an absence.

Marietta Elliott-Kleerkoper

Waterlily - the painting

For Danial

Ceci n’est pas un poème, dear friend

I’m trying to wrestle a poem for your 70th about the painting you made me 15 years ago for my 60th how I’ve looked into its eyes again to remind me of its message

There’s a water-lily surrounded by a dark lake

Waterlily

a lily past her prime – bearing scars but retaining a certain beauty and if you stare into its depths you’ll see eyes – benign little eyes looking back at you eyes of little fishes. They’ll nourish you as long as you have eyes to see

Marietta Elliott-Kleerkoper