On a Drawing by Charles Tomlinson
By a swath of inks the eye
thinks it sees solidities
which alter with the watercolor
way his brush washes its dye
in distance, though even this
finds a faraway fixed not
by the surveyor's plumb but
by the action of the thumb
delaying all the fingers meant
to draw out of the paper,
splashed dry. The clean grain
catches what it should retain
if enough pressure pleasure
is applied to the stain to lie.
Note: Tomlinson is not only a distinctive poet, but a visual artist of repute. His graphics grace the covers of many of his books. This Homage attempts to imitate his verse style, or rather one of his verse styles.
poem by Bill Knott
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