Absences

Suprematist’s Black

That moment comes
When absences define you
Between leaving and arriving
Between closing and beginning
Between letting go and holding on
Between forgetting and remembering

That moment comes
When you need no language to express
Taste of grandma’s apple cake
Lavender sunsets sipping glass of red
White cat Black cat shadow play
Midnight opera explosions of joy

That moment comes
When you try to capture images
Motorino red in the blue of Greece
Roses arranged in the cold November drizzle
Apologetic birthday Parioli corner bouquets
Stella di Natale stricken with illness.

That moment comes.


Magdalena Anna Kropiwnicka