Today's poem is by Jessica Jacobs
In the Patio IV (Black Door)
Georgia O'Keeffe [Abiquiu House Courtyard; 1950]
Carried inside me
long as I can remember,
a child's drawing of a door:four lines, none plumb,
pressed into an adobe wall
of thumb-smudged pink.Now hereafter how many
years of rendering interior
exterior so that othersmight see
the world has made one
for me. A dooris everything a painting
wants to be. Portal, promise.
I was afraid it was perfectonly so long as I did not
enter it. But in the painting
I do not paint, I lie, knees proppedto either side of the jamb,
sill bisecting me right
as a spineeach crackvertebra matched: perfectly
in, perfectly out
to both worlds, peripheral.
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