Blossoming Through the Fence
subzero air, and the set was fixed like concrete until I came to chop it loose
because of the breakage, how many must have starved that winter,
frozen in low wages, loose
whatever you do, never attempt to mix colors on your paper. you may drop,
you may wipe out, the properties of points, lines, and planes, loose
to stand frost, and handle the burning, all on your hands
I purposely repeat, repeat, paper, palette, possible, let it dry loose
this direct laying on of, not over a plumb line
shown in a piece of aspen, but willow will do, loose
nailed and wired together, because of waste little crimson
will supply you with a dull green, kept on coming loose
staining the snow and flooding the ice, minutes and seconds
each degree is divided into sixty minutes, and each minute is loose
large irregular mound, never forget what it amounted to was work
flat when compared with the first, interest is usually considered money, loose
and of not touching it afterwards to say that transparency, and charm,
peculiar to out there in that amaze, often with thin gloves or nothing, loose
in the usual sense of the term of brushing an arc is any
irregular or free curve represented in the low of the mouth, loose
find it again in the spring, a tremendous multi-layered sheet
of ice built up on the slough. nothing could be loose
parallel lines make a small ring of deep color a constant
distance apart and never cross, rinse out your brush or seize another–loose
the brown pond water, released from its ice prison, surged up foaming
sometimes the water, contained by a straight line, a tangent line, loose
here is the suitable place to suggest, not far from where I thought
the deepest part ways with the big chisel through six feet of ice
as I stood there, perspiring in the cold, ice clear river water bubbled up in the hole, loose.
About the Artist
David John Baer McNicholas is from a working-class background. He has been on travel in New Mexico for three years. He is the author of the novel Lemons: In an Orchard, and operates the nascent imprint ghostofamerica ltd co (Anarchy, Abolition, Art). He is currently at home studying for his BFA in Creative Writing and AA in Native Studies at the Institute of American Indian Arts in Santa Fe while reading CNF for BendingGenres.com. His linked CV can be found at ghostofamerica.net. David loves doom jazz, tostones, and absurdist films.