A contemporary poem about the picture moves me, using a concrete image system, a pressured turn and a restrained open ending.
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Nothing in the picture moves. The lamp, the figure, the pale distance— all held in their appointed silence. Yet I leave my chair altered. A shoulder has turned inside me. I walk home slightly sideways, making room for what I cannot see.
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