4.03.2013

A Fresh Look at White


The poem today gives you a fresh look at white. I took this photo today. As we were driving the whiteness of the building glowed way down the road.


White on White

Rug dropped sugar,
fresh, wet iris on marble dresser,
the chopping of combers under cold sun,
   rain-faded boards of proud, paint-
      poor churches, great

      dumb snows hiding
inside clouds hidden inside sky. Bring
two together and we see the old lot
   of language to ledger tint
      from tone, hint from

      whisper (not quite
sauterne, closer to crisper champagne);
to cite complement, how as a snail stains
   a cement path, the pearled trace
      kindles in light.


Hailey Leithauser



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