Chiaroscuro

Nothing holds a shape without its shadow:
that place at the edge where the lines are rough
and sharp defined shapes blur in a limbo
made of innuendo and the small stuff

that in shades of gray, fills up silent space,
shifting with the slightest movement of light
to redefine the angle of a face,
moving what was once unseen into sight.

Although the bright surface catches the eye,
reflecting color and initial form,
in the absence of light a thing is made.

In the dark essence, lurking there behind
those sunlit curves and corners of the norm,
the universe’s palette is arrayed.

04 FEB 2003

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