1.
On an unmarred sheet
only the simple line of you
comes into being,
all else is white, unmarked
(though I am here),
I edge closer
my face inelegant
next to yours
barely visible
in you I am lost,
I imagine myself
formless
(my eyes open),
it is your form
curved aganst the broken line
shaped beneath my invisible finger
that quivers.
2.
I have become my body
a block of wood
I am become a sheet of cream-paper
my body is not me!
and yours
together on our hard and soft planes
slipping over rough surfaces
like second skins
one become other
how we (like a flower let loose its petals or urgent its scent)
find as though a new body
here!
Les Amoureux, 1956
Composition with Goat
Red
The Butcher
Children in Trees
The Dvina River
In the Night
Passion
The Rooster