Snowstorm

[inevitably_grey]

 in honour of John Mallord William Turner

the frame

as chiseled forms

of stone

:

lines deliberate

in their cause: to blur the painting

as if a storm. As if  the motion

of rain & snow spiraling

like lines in a fallow snail shell

:

I examine the picture’s center:

the rendering of a ship’s mast

that nearly breaks in a storm

:

From the edge

of the painting,

to the middle: two worlds emerging

like wind and other shapes

of abstraction that chisels

the air, lacking form

:

I ask is this Armageddon?

and is this the end

of the world? and

can you believe it?

and is this not the whimper,

but the bang? not noticing

the fleck of light that  forms

beneath the ship's wrecked mast.

it is not for nothing

the painter calls

the painting Snowstorm