I paint my
bedroom green
and pink
he complains it is
clashing
as I puzzle over the joyful
discordance of azaleas and fuschias…..
Colour
my hook
to hang life on
confuses me
with contradictions……
Flaming
orange robes
of Himalayan hermits seeking
calm detachment……
Black, boding
bad luck
and the sexy slick sway of
my little black dress……
White, sum
of all the hues
of the rainbow, and young
white-garbed widows
by the holy Ganges
yoked, for ever
to forbidden desires…..
I can not
choose my palette.
May 2020
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