from The Fogg Poems: To Kenneth Noland of Hover, 1963

Issue #54
Spring 1991
Acrylic resin paint (Magna) on canvas The eye is watching you, the evil eye red-rimmed as the lipsticked lips of Thirties starlets sucks you in, in, in the quicksand path to sleep, lost Dante touring the circles. You have discovered...

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