painting in a jar

not quite certain

appreciating the give and take point of reference,

not comfortably secure

translating this smooth water-flow,

the elastic simplicity of colors untamed,

colors intentionally unaware

not quite certain

this impounded painting

begs to be imagined,

once at last transformed into its new finality

of eternal glass imprisonment

Wakefield Mine

Huachuca Mountains, Az

Winter, 1973