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After a painting by Robert Rhodes
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Mist rose from the grass into a sky
just beginning to grow light.
You threw off the rumpled sheets,
glided down the stairs and out the door,
leaving it open behind you, seeing
the yard transformed, the pedestrian
birdbath, close-cropped grass
masked by fog. Posing like a dancer,
you turned your face up to the moon,
as though it were a mirror
and you an ingenue, as though you knew
that I was watching from behind the open door.
And then, wishes spent, you stretched
under the oak, white shreds of fog
caught in your hair, and slept.
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Fog and Moonlight by Robert Rhodes
Robbi Nester‘s publications include an ekphrastic chapbook, Balance (White Violet, 2012), A Likely Story (Moon Tide, 2014), Narrow Bridge (2019) and The Plague Papers (2021).
Image appears with permission of the artist. Copyright 2023 Robert Rhodes. All rights reserved.
This poem was previously published in Peacock Journal. Copyright 2023 Robbi Nester. All rights reserved.
Robbi, this is such a gorgeous poem. And you got me watching!
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A gorgeous ekphrastic full of imagery on…an abstract painting!
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Well-said, Laure-Anne. I love this poem for its gentle lyric beauty.
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What a perfectly lovely poem. So pleased to see Robbi here. And the painting: so poem-like in itself.
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Well-said, Sean. I agree.
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