Consciousness, Literature and the Arts
Archive
Volume 11 Number 1, April 2010
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PINK
I’m writing with a pink pencil
because I’m finally on a plane
on my way back to Winnipeg
and the attendant has just given me a can
of sparkling water
The hospital my mother was in
the past few days was gray concrete
on the outside and on the inside
an assortment of candy, designed
by the late artist Poul Gernes
(whose daughter is a poet)
in the late 60s, early 70s. His idea was
that sparky hospital walls would enhance healing.
Things there arte pretty run down now
but I’m hoping for the best
Louisiana, the museum of modern art
north of Copenhagen, is running an exhibition
on Colour in Art, including Kandinsky
Nolde, Matisse, Miro, Picasso…
not to forget a couple of Calder’s mobiles
because there’s a balance that must be heeded
between something there and something gone
and in how this airplane stays aloft