Odilion Redon

Spoken By One Of The Thieves
Crucified With Jesus. To A Face
Passing By Him Rapidly On A Subway

this algebraic light
that writes it's empire
in a frontier
your eyes,
being chipped glass sculptures
in your face of frontiers

are the expression of seas
of waveward myths
that ignite my priesthood

my "losing" your face
is an awful dance of heresy
I am somehow eclipsed
by your extra dawn

I have fallen from
a line moving through space
a man
through whose eye
I see

Eric Docherty


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