Aught, no. 13 (2004)
Barnett Newman: A Walk
If it is taken as a cloth call
At times it creeps
Simper: the aqua pierces.
Brown too clear.
Rough meeting, clear preceding,
naked start shown:
tremble in the weighted balance.
be a road
A journey, he says, so take
So make it a rushing, a crosswise
to not meet, a rough predetermination broken
broken by thin, overly calm, and one
If the halves are not quite: black
The black browner at
every go, the now brown
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