Edward Wilson’s Uncompromising Painting in the Face of Doom
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It is as if the realm of ghosts and shades
Were painted in a watercolour of
Pale blues and soft frost blacks, or like charades
Performed behind auroras from above
Antarctic twilights. Innuendo seals
Might be included in the brushed in view
Beneath the paraselene lunar wheels
Of light, the hindered one and partly true
Mate—segment of a circle of the light—
Of moon refracted through the haunted ice
Beyond horizons of our living height.
The world of death refuses the precise.
..Full truth held back, forbidden, touches splat
….Against our lives, revealing hope as flat.