Book: Appreciating contemporary art

Vona Groarke: Vanishing Point

Great poems #1

No one could say I lacked imagination… (artwork by the author)

Vanishing Point

Sometimes the van was the color of the field.
I was small then, barely eleven and every day
that summer taller, more sure of itself than I.
The silver grass of the lawn, uncut, used to wait
for the moon to pass, sitting out by the wall
to tilt up…