Poetry |

“Apart”

Apart

(Piero della Francesca)

 

A shared domain, the instant absolute,

Piero’s Victory of Constantine over Maxentius

dividing the scene, a horse stumbles

 

from mire at the mouth of a river.

An ear toward pursuit, the rider,

gripping the reins, stares beyond us –

 

his future.  Below the eyes

of Constantine’s white horse,

a village upriver at the horizon,

 

a swan and her two cygnets,

their moment apart is reflected

across a tree’s shadow:

 

gradations on a sky-blue of still water –

the river having flooded its banks,

the flood from what must have been

 

rain coming down like arrows.

The rider’s isolate, blank terror

through layers of light,

 

his open gaze at the edge

of sorrow we recognize, despite the near

blindness in which we live,

 

and here a man, his sudden awareness:

duration is patience preserving

presence through the ongoing, the violence.

 

 

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