Light Becomes Music

A poem by Lydia Kwa inspired by a painting by Remedios Varo

 

Dark sleeping forest

No sky

I’m waiting for you
draped with the verdant
like a stone stirred

A shaft of light
penetrates this ancient secret

May I whisper to the red birds?
grant me one moment of forgetting

Once, my mouth starved
kisses spurned

Now my fingers strum and

Light becomes music

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These lyrics were written in response to Solar Music (Musica Solar, 1955) a painting by Remedios Varo, a remarkable Surrealist painter. Reprinted from Uncommon Magic (2011, Upstart Press, edited by Christina Decarie). Check out the previous poem in this series, “Implicit.”

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