Cezanne Watches The August Sunrise


Day opens one eye. Doves work
the brightening morning, a blue
that breathes, breaks open
across butter-yellow columns.
Silent screen of dream, a lapse
unfluttered by time, he feels
split, bird-boned, pink, retreats
at the slightest touch, his soul
shrinking, fades into something
across everything else.
Source: “Church Not Made with Hands.” Brief Interviews with Hideous Men.

DAVID KRILIVSKY attended the MFA program at Queens University of Charlotte. He lives with his family in Burlington, VT.


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