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


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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