Based on ‘Woman with a Parasol Facing Left’ by Claude Monet.
8:32. Finished 9:39. In my dorm.
In cleansing a pigment-encrusted brush,
who turns their nails to scrape the clay-colored sands
and play with the crusting corals that sprout from a cup of clouded sea?
Where blue bonnets can be,
who dares to wash a wonder that is a window of time
gazing into a glass-eyed girl
or stands to part the ochre shades
that exhale into a robin wind?