Every once in a while, I go back to an image and find a whole new way of looking at it and writing about it. This shouldn't be so surprising; after all, writing is a process, and all writing is really re-vision. Thinking about this, along with some discussion of Francis Bacon...words and images at blog.amynelsonhahn.info
Uno momento
Broken and stemmed
as the functionless base
of the delft-blue
Caravaggio,
there is no pink in you,
no life, no whelp
of joy --
in seizing your spartan
limb I capture
only the harsh bronzed
emblem of a bereft moment
I thought I had left behind.
I see it follows me like
a shackle on one foot,
like a bruise
that will not heal.
Copyright (c) 2011 Amy Nelson Hahn
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